If you kiss her
Don’t be surprised
By the approaching darkness of the skies
Something evil is looming
The sweetness of those lips so consuming
A taste of sour cherry
The temptation you can’t resist
And don’t say you haven’t been warned
When you give death a kiss
Leaving the world with a smile on his face
Flew the spirit on the chilly winter’s embrace
‘Goodbye my tricky life
Go on with your unexpected dive
The space is waiting with its mysteries
So many roads to choose with no limits’
He knew the sweetness of blossoming trees,
The kisses of love, the pleasure he would miss
But the joys of the Earth were not enough
He wanted so much more to discover on his path
What he did – a lunacy, that’s what they called it
A mourning crowd was an illusion in not that little bit
The emptiness he did not feel anymore
When he realised he had it all in his hands, his proper lore
He left his cat, the rain and depressing fall
And then he announced, ‘’tis my final call’
If you ask me,
I won’t try
To please you with my answer,
Nor to force mine.
I won’t answer,
I won’t cry,
I’ll just stare straight ahead
For what was inside me
Has long ago died.
Still I can’t help but feel that
Your eyes stare blankly
Although you are spelling out words.
These words are like paper,
Crushed and thrown into space,
Once empty, now filled with meaningless crap.
If you ask me,
I won’t tell you
My opinion, although you might assume I don’t have one.
I’ll just keep my words inside
Where they won’t rotten as they would
Outside between pointless lies.
Through the haunted streets
Walked the night,
Sentiments and repercussions.
The wind blew
Washing the leaves from the path,
Taking the forgotten letters,
Never to reach the end of their journeys,
Leaving uncertain hearts alone forever.
The stars shone in their majesty,
Blinking at the wanderer mysteriously,
Confusing him with their playful glow,
He’ll never get where he wanted to go
Unless he survives until the break of the dawn.
The silence of the night stood close,
Lulling every creature on its path
Into a sleep, deep and dark,
Saving them from the anger of the damned
Souls drifting on the wings of the fallen angels.
Rails, oh tempting rails
Leading your own ways
When I look at you
And the train approaching that was due
I feel the urge, oh so lunatic
To run straight ahead onto your metal sticks
I wonder if it would hurt so much
Or it would be quick and soft as a plume’s touch
I don’t want to die
Please don’t judge me in a blink of an eye
I guess I just need an adrenaline rush
Something more exciting than a high school crush
Everything around bores me, I must say
What seems like ecstasy is a simple rail
So hold me really tight when we’re at the station
Because I may just jump the moment you stop paying attention
Yuriy was in a panic. His eyes started to roll fast in search for a way out. He touched the wall in front of him. It gave him a strange feel. His fingers seemed to recognize every single crack. Occupied with his new discovery, he didn’t notice the guard approaching him slowly from behind. The warder smiled as he realized in what position he was. He made a few careful steps towards the runaway and raised his baton.