Weaver of forgotten

Needless renewal Winter’s blow it’s frozen grace A crying violin Strings are trembling, raining chant. Play for this melancholy Play for all that can not be Just a moment for return Make me die, just...

Night fall In bowing at the moonlight grow Embracing to my misery Your silence is a fading sill Seducing to my tired walk Winter is near, its chest is open Return again, the chirp of nameless dove?...

Nothing in heaven will raise this man Nothing for this my fragile caress Memory, oppressing the time goes on Decay.. is crunch my mind My naivety, my muddle… my veils And weaver is working … my tales...

Locomotive is running inside the mist The forest receives it’s smoking bit Crouch into carriage, I feel the forward And my destination, drawing to the shroud Windows reflect, this quiet… Grievances...

Rise the harshness light On this cold day of march Waves the yearning, are moving wild Along the involved dirge of broken life Broken life… beginning time. My jailor. Lying guardian of mi delay My...

Silk... Enchanted veil, that embrace my bleeding memory About your grace When silent weaver make another face. Eternal pledge in silent tears Wile this, scared watcher is…near Eternal pledge, in...

From beyond, out there the wall Silent twilight is slowly fall. Walls of live, are hit the prayer It crumble down, inside my liar. I am in hurry, time is flying Veils of sorrow take my death word God...

Night… I feel the faith, turn into the pain, In my name my sin is done and turn into my endless shadows. Dark… I feel your breathe, stroke my vanish lies Between the slot, of memory When the dying…....