1. LANDSCAPE BEHIND THE EYES

Landscape behind the eyelids
Behind the eyes of ophidian eyes
Lay down the corpse of the planet joy
In a joyless movement of absent
Caged into the mirror wander a cold essence
Arcane harbinger of chaos and eater of dreams

Before your eyes a face of mirror
Of a freezing spiritual cenotaph
And thou shalt see what the fuck you might see
Behind the shine of every star and in every winds manifestation
In every key they would hold looking for the right door
Behind their eyes an old void filled with imaginary
The illusory map of a sea of nothingness
They have been traveling together but yet all alone


2. A CIRCLE MADE OF KAOS THROUGH THE NOOSE

Thy noose is my circle, for I’m with death
And thou art nothing
Insect in a web of Kaos
May my hand and Lucifer’s wings
Hold up high
The banner eraser of stars
Life fades away before your senses
I solace you; nuzzle thy head against my chest
A black hollow shaped noose
Cursed be you all
Here comes the storm!!!
Thy noose is my circle!