Illuminata Lost In Picturesque
I watch the sundown of my life
On these burning haunted plains
That once cared to make me smile
My utmost paradise on earth
I never gazed beyond the mountains
Guarding my scenery
And wandered the ruins of the past
Sharing with me their memory
In thoughts far way
To adore the sublime
Never reaching beyond
Lost in picturesque
A burden for the sense, a struggle without end to reach
the final conscience
A flower for my love, blue roses high above promising
the eternal
Sub specie aeternitatis
Temous edax rerum
Si moror, morior
A painful doubt igniting the being
Time is running towards the start
Drowned in need for the highest emotion
To rip my longing chest apart
In thoughts far way
To adore the sublime
Never reaching beyond
Lost in picturesque
A burden for the sense, a struggle without end to reach
the final conscience
A flower for my love, blue roses high above promising
the eternal
The torch in hand discreating my warming harbor
Nothing here to find to breathe fulfillment into me
The first timid steps towards a restless future
A journey far away beyond the margin into myself
Something around me to pull me further
Wandering on preying a distant treasure
Keep running along
To gain the sublime
Never reaching beyond
Lost in endless night
A burden for the sense, a struggle without end to reach
the final conscience
A flower for my love, blue roses high above promising
the eternal
Spirits will you hear me
I am here on my knees
I craved the infinite
You have taken all from me
Heed the flower blooming in you forevermore
