Thy Serpent Only Dust Moves
Distress has found a dwelling place in me
Allready pale as death but still I bleed
For promises have shown their fragility
Spare me your affection and pity
The world no longer is a joyfull dream
But a crystal with darksome gleam
About to fall
Soon be shattered
One shared for every emotion dead
I will rather learn to enjoy misery
Than partake a life of hypocrisy
Here I sit by the slowly dying candlelight
So I will drink with the shadows by my side
I flew with wings of the dragonfly;
Came down as the rain poured out of the sky
And stormwinds howled over the land
Snow covered the trees and ice the sand
No illusions remain
Silence conquers us all
Solitude the only reality
Only dust moves, set in motion aeons ago
When there was still life in this world
