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2. Intro

3. Medley On Heartworks

The surrounding walls for yet unknown qualities.
Have you ever been gifted to watch upon them?
Or the elements, so oppressive, but still not known.
Was there ever this moment they cared to let you inside?

Mother Nature's son or just a savage diving into
the wilderness, we do adore so much?
There were times of hesitation and of union...
They did enjoy the combination when one hand was
given ingratitude or even?

Will the era come...? That of, when man shall
become aware of Her ways and his instincts.
Literature may hold the final words for a glorious
reunion, but do gather forces and..
strive for knowledge wide.
Await my gentle coming "journey", for...

...Once, when all those in the circle of four
greets a welcome through the Entrance, I
will be this one who gathers up with them
and then to become their fifth and last
comrade of spirituality.

Forever, and into the oblivion of infinity.

4. Beer

5. White Rabbit

оригинал: Jeffersson Airplane cover

One pill makes you larger and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice when she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits and you know you're gonig to fall.
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call

Go ask Alice when she's just small.

When men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go...
And you've just have some kind of mushroom and your mind is moving low.

Go ask Alice I think she'll know
When logic and proportion have fallenly dead.
And the white knight is talking backwards and the red queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said

Feed your head

6. Mourning The Death Of Aase

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Not long ago-in mind-
we picked our choice
and we gathered together
-greeted nature by storm
our bodies layed down
as we fell...
And our faces turned
away from the earth
we trembled into the
world of dreams
The cradle of imagination

Our knowledge was complete
all our needs fulfilled
we could not feel
a fairytale so unreal for adventures like me and you being nothing but
shadows of our mortal selves I a way, I perceive myself as my own god my
own master and my own slave I am but a thrall towards my own desires Just
when it all seems so hopelessly to break free from what I have done I will
try, do it all over again, and flow
with the waves like the
sun I draw parallels
between intuitions and
instincts I carried since
dawn when dusk
comes, I would like
to see I was wrong,
though I still am a
thrall towards my own
desires

oceans of infinity...
-one shall seldom witness
such forces in motion
one shall seldom take
their part
-we join and we
breath genesis and
revelation
whatever that happened as
we came along
-for we stepped into
what we had remembered
as the world of dreams
-the source of imagination

we crawled out from
our drunken sleep,
though we could not understand
from heaven to hell

one shall seldom
witness such forces
in motion
one shall seldom
take their part
we joined and breathed
genesis and revelation
whatever that happened

like an infant still
crawling in it's mother's
womb A jesus christ
whom never left..

Not long ago, in mind,
we picked our choice
-gathered together and
greeted nature by storm

from heaven to hell
from all to none,
and father to son

8. I Am Your Flesh

My eyes are closed
I feel alone
there is something
inside me
dripping and screaming

how can I feel love
when love was something
I never had?

talk to me-do you know
me, and who I am
I am your flesh,
remember me

tell me who I am,
and I will tell you
what is behind that
door; there is a child
who is waiting for you
No one to touch
no one to hold
I am alone, fighting
against this disease
I lost my eyes
I lost my head
I lost my flesh and
my heart
-who made me? you made me
I lost my blood
I lost my love
I lost my feelings, and
I am losing my mind

The child's blood was made
by you, do not blame him
the killing were made by you,
do not blame him

Closed my eyes, left me
alone-remember
A drug composed with
the things that you do
drowning in words, though
they never came through

9. Kairos!

The moment that your senses play a part
-when all of them caress a new impression
Somewhere deep within your heart
like qualities of permanent obsession

Can you conquer your emotional delay
can you draw tomorrow's history today
can you feel the tide is turning
can you overcome the yearning
-or will you blindly obey?

Break through-embrace the light of Kairos!

Behaving unwillingly like a recording machine
All these emotional standards reduced to leftovers of a dream
Is everything just like it seemed to be
moments ago who am I, where have I been,
and how will I know?

Have you ever had a date with an oracle
that told you some of her secrets?
The only breed in the following term;
-share them with reasoning creatures

...what if, and you won't know anything
about it before you do-if you have.....

10. Weeping Willow

if the earth was a willow
and you were one too
-would earth be weeping
so gentle and true?
if i was the garden
whereas you could grow
-would you hand me your brAnches
and grant me your love?

in between the lines of your story-flowing through
the pages of a book so well prepared the
words leave more than ashes from your pencil
when it speaks of tiny stories that happened
through these years
I swear that your present reality-disillusioned
obscurity? –will gently wipe away the tears
of wasted seeds

how Can we go through this
-with wounded wing before we learned how to fly
how can i control desires
-when desires burns on a chilly autumn Night?

i will try and make you imagine;
the aura where they stand
is filled with little secrets
-as written in the sand
Naked as a child at birth
a question in disguise
an oasis in a lonely desert
where lonely unknown lands lie

from here and into infinity
-humble and timeless
philosophy-you gently wept away the tears
of wasted seeds

all the days that have left me
and the species i have seen
ahead days will follow
-it was only a dream
though my garden is growing
under skies out of blue,
and it changes Each season
both in colours and in truth
you should know that a willow
-a weeping bed's pillow-
until all days are through

the rain that fall on your branches,
Just yearning
for a source to feed it's primal need
can maKe your beauty blossom from within
with flowers blowing
in the wind-and in seasons to follow....

11. Omnio (Pre)

These eyes, do you hide behind these
cold blue eyes?
I know I want to know
The light, driven by the pale blue skies
I go where to go
Despised, and driven by
these echoed eyes
I know where to go
A sign, written by
these tear stained eyes
I go do go

blurred were my eyelines, hindering...
-to touch omnio
so let me belong, eat me raw,
stick me empty
with your hungry claws-bring me light
can you feel the tension?
set me free from this sleep,
leave me be to
judge my own creation-bring me love
and as I burned my fragile skin
-touched omnio

All this can not go on anymore,
these thorns
they tear me to pieces
The sign is given your sign is given
I am illusioned

feed my lust and hunger-my addiction
the thought of a naked appearance facing
the rest of the world, left me in
chaos-a prey without a common address
drowning in salt water– can do nothing at all
I am left here begging for mercy...

In this room; when I found images of
poetry; I lost my deed, my shelter and
my pain did they leave you
unstained?

you may swallow all my precious lies
you may stay and you may follow me
further down the thin and crumbling line
I bleed for my loss and hunger –my addiction
though the thought of a naked appearance
leave in me the wonders and words
Can burdens relieve me from slumber
in unpleasant worlds?
Can the essence of bone regard me re-birth?

13. Omnio (Bardo + Post)

These eyes, did I die behind these cold blue eyes?
Did I know where to go?
This light, eclipsed in a worn disguise did glow even though my cries were
driven by those echoed lies
No where to roam
Open my eyes, enlightened the child that whispered bardo omnio

Let me belong, eat my raw,
stick me empty with
your hungry claws-bring me light
can you feel the tension burning?
The soundtrack of our lives,
on an early April morning,
may be able to re-define
the standards of this restless emptiness...

Carved out of velvet, draped in truth – to reach omnio
Let me be strong, let me draw all the lines
that fall upon the floor-bring me life let me feel electric tension
I am greater, taller and a thousand times smaller
From a ghost that told you where to go
to a piece of flesh that need to know
And as I turned my fragile skin
-I reached omnio

I have gathered bricks throughout a lifetime
to build a house where I will live
The door is where I write these words
-the window where I forgive
Restlessly I searched the hallway
for the truth of yesterday
But changes cast their ugly shadows
-the basement is there host today

is this the omnio
I have been searching for?

14. Empty Room

An empty room
What are we living for
It is for you
It is for me
Another weak soul
-why is it so hard
Is home far from here
Can you tell me
Whar are we living for

I am lost in a prison
-in my old thoughts
My hands are tied
I cannot reach the end

A part of me
Is falling apart
And finally I understand
We all cannot be saved

How can I give you love
When you never understand
What's behind these buildings
How can I show you feelings
When you're living in a combination
Of fear

Forgive me because my eyes are
Shaved forgive me because my
Head is shaved forgive me
Because my blood is boiling forgive
Me because my skin is bleeding
Sorrow's been taking my soul away

I'm lost in a cave
-in my own thoughts
my hands are tied
I cannot reach light

They're hunting me while
I'm trapped
Inside this useless body
They're possessing me
It is a prison on the wrong
Side of mankind

Let me be
Free at last...

15. Don't Care

16. Dead Man's Creek

We've got electric light – electric sight
Electric mother river
You float on down from town to town where they
Think they are in a certain charge
Moody angels and a little tree-goat
– We might even try and we might even float
Far up in the sky where mother Sun put her rays
We can see the garden flow with its electric face
And the knowledge we gained from clouds
Gone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangle
To gather up some rain
C'mon, the river rape them
– Slaves of the moon
And the monster will turn up in the end
To settle down next June

So, why do they strive across their stream of lies
For they might turn vital, mean and wild
And we'll turn them into matchsticks that'll burn
Them 'till they die

I will leave far tonight You'd better find another
Clown for your circus to feed our common enlightenment...
Through and through

17. Karmakosmik

Waiting is been
Waiting for a word
I Never heard
A word that lie in
between the lines
Of a poem that died
Seconds before it materialized
Like a foreign sound from
An unknown town
-it makes the earth go 'round and
around

A chair in her room was a tower
From where she was watching
She peeled through the window
And spinned
Opened the door, said;
Come inside

Do you see what you like
Do you like what you see
Do you see what you like
Do you like what you see

Come walk with me for a while
My child
There's a word I have heard
And it's deeply absurd
-The rhythm among you and the
rhythm within, have traveled 'long
the same road while you've
wondered where you've been.
The seed of an old star
Is the beat of a new
The stones you choose to turn
Holds the one's the karma about you earn

And if boredom is joy, you're a
Stranger – a toy in
the hands of the few
Of the one's you once knew

If it's all just a game-
Every day remains the same

18. Path Of The Righteous

Empty...
It cuts me like a razor
I am feeling cold as ice
Deep into the brain I can see
The skin of an old man
I am trying to understand
These strange eyes
End the voices in my head
Your arrows have touched me
Your right hand is too heavy on me
Because you are punished
You're indignant
There is nothing fresh on my body
Bleeding wounds are killing me
Release me from my hate
End, show me the way
Out of this pain
In the shadow of your wings
I seek humankind shelter
I can see the earth
I can see the sun
Everything is clear in my heart
I can see the moon
I can see the son
Everything is clear in my world

19. Titan Transcendence

One week have passed, my weary widow
– Perfume for the harbour-boat
Relieve me from your neck of marble
Release me when your limbs afloat

Follow yours and catch the diamonds
Before all hell reveals to thee
I cannot strive for understanding
As there is nothing more for me

I will never feel one moments sadness
For the days we never shared
As I have left the grip of changes
With you, my everlasting madness

20. Epitaph

оригинал: King Crimson

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.

21. Closing In

Where there used to be a wax-candle
Blowing in the rhythm of a mind inside a man
Working in the shadows of a midnight land
Where words were sealed with feathers on
Rough papers like a symbol of the present
Madness and its demand this absence
Is more than I can handle in lack of a
Seveninch candle desperately waiting for a
Woman to abuse me and amuse me with sharpened
Fingernails – thorns in modelled trance

I would like to crawl underneath your
Skin revel in forbidden and ferocious
Sin touch your breath feel the
Satisfaction – there is nothing like a stunning
Piece of nighttime attraction we would
Bring in some species of nature – if you
Were closer now – throw them right
Across this room – if you were closer now
(???) the laws no words upon our lips –
If you were present now – celebrate our
Presence until now – I feel you're
closing in somehow

Join in – the mysteries of heaven
Miserable, optional doors maybe sell
Our fortune to a devil on the way
Abusement that turn us into slaves

A song about the words so commercially
Despised – prostitution trapped them in a
Corner of my life – lines
Though I know a place where
They still can be written down and
Blossom like only spring can do when winter
Has been around So come with me and
The pleasures of mine – we'll walk the
Drawn fields, expose the secrets of life

There is no simple desire
Only harvesting of your rare fruit
To many words I cannot put words to
To many movements I cannot hide