1. MICROCOSM OF THE SPIRIT

I could see the night…
Behold her skies…
Behold his stars…
As the vision touch the eyes
In the weak embers of the soul,
The ones pulsating with Pain
Rising to break through
The cloudy superstitions
To wound and to burn the damned heavyness inside of me
The heavyness of these pity self-preservation senses
Of this safe earthly life
From the clearest taste of tragedy
From the Wildest Passion
Turned into the spiritual microcosm…
Where the Moon is but a lifeless illumination of
The inner distance by the winged shores…


2. SPIRITSENSE

By this silence…
Encircling us as a fog of the coldness
Obscurity drinks our souls in a single
Sip with her intent gaze
By the colder winds the hearing takes these
Distances deep into the stillness
By overcoming the terrestial gravity
I Opened the gates…violently…


3. BY THE TIMELESS NIGHTLY DUSK

To the unknown depths of the Skies,
To the unseen vast distance
The one burning imagination,
By the lifeless stare of death
From the hall of silence
From the icebergs of nothingness
From the Perdition of oblivions
Beyond the borders falling into the pits
Of the thoughts unknown by life
Dreams…the consciousness is torn away from me…
By the spirit of invasion…by the spirit of the gates
To the abyss unseen, to the unharvested fields
Beyond the borders of soul


4. RDYANDALIR

With the foamy waves in the Lunar tide
Of Soulside Scarlet Sea
Singing heart-rending songs
To the ravishing wild aspirations
We’re drowning the scum of prudence in blood
To take a grasp of immensity
Through the hoarfrost and smoke of
The colder surface we pierce the chest of Welkin
To paint the sea with blazes Far
With astral shining of the fog…
To be drown in the whirlwinds of distance
As a song of the consciousness
Into the absolute cosmos of antigravitation