Donnerstag, 19. Januar 2012

Varda

Varda
"Ah, how golden fall the leaves in the wind,
Years and uncounted,
as the wings of trees.
The long years have passed,
as faster trunk of sweet mead,
in the high halls, across the sea,
blue vaults of Varda,
where the stars tremble in the song of their high,
royal voice.
Who now will fill me from the new mug?
For now has Varda,
Queen of the stars,

 
Always on the White Mountain
hands, as applicable clouds,
and all paths are deep in shadow,
and out of a gray country
Darkness draws on the foaming waves between us,
the fog shrouded the jewels of Calacirya forever.
Unattainable for us, for those from the East is Valimar!
Farewell!
Maybe you're looking Valimar. Maybe you'll find it. Farewell!


Varda is the name of the lady who called the Elves in these lands of their exile Elbereth.

Dienstag, 17. Januar 2012

Silent tears of a Vampire

Silent tears in the sea is the vampire,
He mourned the beauty of his world,

the grief clings to those which he lost,
and he can not find it again.

He sits at the foot of the inorganic angel
dessem and is blinded by bright light,

that envelops him and devours
in the distance he sees the gates of Atziluth and falls,

falls into the arms of the angel,
the redemtion counter.

Our Song

Our song died away,
as the candle was extinguished in the fall of rain,
what have you done?
Where are you wearing your heart 

before it was tomorrow?
 

Can you feel the cold,
I stay in until you're back with me?
Without you nothing old ends;
and nothing new start.

A Elven Tale

Slowly carried the lights,
their shadows across the moor,
piercing hot a chain crawled
on the dark earth,
until they disappeared in the twilight,
every night,
repeatedly
to light his way back home,
through the maze of trees,
but he never found his way.

So close

Once I thought you were so very close to me,
I could feel your breath on my neck,
heard your footsteps behind me,
but then ... you left me lost,

 
and I do not know how to find you again,
Since then, life seems Lame and gray,
no one can give me back
it is lost,

 
thinking of you hurts so much,
because I miss you so much '
but there is no way back.

Sophia

I've seen a fallen angel,
She had blue eyes and her name was Sophia,
And she bore the grief of the whole world in itself,
while she shed tears of eternity.


This came to me as I saw a crying yound woman on the Streets...

Sonntag, 15. Januar 2012

Der Grudge

Dead running on my eyelids,
the faces white and pale,
the cheeks are sunken,
pine and no one is there,
Please turn around,
no more blood dripping on my feet,
let me live,
only this one time,
I'll break your oath,
you prepare your last supper,
that you are milling from my bones.