"La pazzia è la forma più evoluta dell'intelligenza"

[cit. Edgar Allan Poe]





● Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears... Wish you were here..



Beauty lies inside desire..
And every wayward heart redeemed, that doesn't sell It's soul for self-esteem
That's not plasticine..
Don't forget to be the way you are..



Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me on and on across the universe.
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box,
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.
Jai guru deva om.



I wear a naked soul, blank face in the streaming water
It is cold in here, frost scar my coat with dust..
Eyes attach to your mute portrait..we spoke only through thoughts..
Together we gazed, awaited..
Hours brought thirst and the rising sun
I have kept it, the amaranth symbol hiddin inside the golden shrine
Until we rejoice in the meadow of the end
When we both walk the shadows, it will set ablaze and vanish..

Black rose immortal



Come as you are, as you were..as I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend..as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up..the choice is yours, don’t be late
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria..
Memoria, memoria, memoria