Of prisoners, wandering souls & cruel fears

The lighthouse keeper

I'm lost in this world with my pace
everybody's far in this room
I'm alone

I'm freezed in this world with my bonds
everybody's near in this room
I'm constrained

How many days have I spent
in recalling the ghost of who I was
Deeply ashamed for this damnation
Pleased with these blunt thorns
in my heart

How many lights have I turned
at the seas in search of a course

Keeping myself in disarray
leaving that voice crying
out for my crimes

How many nights have I spent
trying to keep my soul in control

How many times have I said
I will do, I will change, I will go
shaken by the strength of those lies
blinded by the fear of those dreams
crushed by the weight of my sins

How many doors have I closed
trying to keep the countless
shadows out of here

But in the end I kept staying
in this lighthouse

The memory traveller

The summer heat
Came to me
but I wouldn't
kiss your lips
like I used to do
when I was at peace
at peace with my
whole soul

you were as dry
as a crumbling wall
you were as cold
as a still breath
slowing down the beats
in my pounding heart
leaving pure air
outside my lungs

The winter cold
Came to me
but I wouldn't
lick your lips
like I used to do
when I was at war
at war with my
crushed soul

you were as pale
as a passing ghost
you were as far
as a moving star
nailing down to earth
my highest hopes
spitting poison
inside my lungs

He's yet to come
and closed the heart
like a fire on which water falls

The scream painter

When did you stop looking ?
When did you stop screaming ?
When did you stop fighting ?
When did you stop living ?
When did you stop laughing ?
When did you stop breathing ?

The last wish of a man sentenced to die
The vast huge distances within the crowd
The disappearance of the last fireflies
The neverending shadows of the night

You let them inspire you
Seeked them and pulled them to pieces

By whom have your clean eyes been compromised ?
You used to draw on sheets others declined

Now you carry on with no frills
on your view

Now you carry on in silence
and no time's left

Your passion was your weapon
And brought you there

Speaking with thousand voices
Keep shouting 'til heard

The ghost chaser

This is the house
of my silence
where the hours
watch out
for my rare
moments
of clarity
and purity

I'm waiting for your comeback
to this miserable place
where the ghosts of my past live

I'm waiting for your comeback
and for death and misery
and a deaf and mute famine

This is the home
of my disguise
where the hours
are passing by

I'm waiting for your comeback
for someone to forget
this iron cladded burial place

I'm waiting for your comeback
and for blame and regret
vain illusions and empty shades

This is an house of concrete stone
a peaceful place of calm and joy
a safe and sound harbour of soul
where anybody
will always rest in peace

This is the house of fog and rage
a narrow place of discontent
a dark bleak hole of suffering
where nobody
can rest in peace

I yet await for some comeback
a ghost to put a pillow
with worn out cold hands
over my tired face

The illusion fugitive

Yesterday I had to see the lights
Yesterday I had to meet the night
My dark room's far better than this
My dark place's far wider than this

I was about to cross the line
I was about to step the line

I can't wonder why
I'd take the fight
If I had the chance
to start a life

I can't see why
I'd walk this path
If I had to leave
it all behind

My horizon's greater
than this

My horizon's deeper
than this

In the past I saw
a distant fire
In the past I gazed
my useless trial
I was blinded by
my sacrifice
with my empty words
to pass me by
They were asking why
why would I try
I was questioned by
the hardest lie

Now I had to leave
it all behind

The mind eraser

If you could erase my mind
If you could clean my soul
I don't know whether I'd be
a different person

And if you could delete my pain
if you could embrace my fears
crushing what's growing
the seeds of tainted sorrows

If you'd arouse all my desires
If you'd harass my certainties
I don't know whether I'd be
a better person

Would I start relentless wars
or would I get to know some peace
and set aside all my regrets
of a long gone life

Then I wonder what I'd do
with my soul without its scars
I'd watch the world
with brand new eyes
in isolation

The night beggar

The night is a painless lawn
infused with chants and stars
and calm whispers of joy.

The night is a distant sound
that shakes the peaceful sleep
of tides.

The night is a precious friend
that keeps our deathwish away.

The night is unbearable delight
when you're here to plant
the seeds of eternal youth
with your bare hands.

I'm life itself begging for more
I'm life itself finding a way
I'm life itself speaking again
I'm life itself leaving this pain behind

For your love is the wonder of a child
For your love is the pure passion of mind
For your love is the only shelter of time
For your love is a treasure of the same kind

The night is a painful place
cursed with screams and bones
and spells of a spiritual desert.

The night is a silent plague
that bleeds forever in my torn
apart body.

The night is a putrid clot
that grows a tumor in my
exhausted flesh.

The night is unbearable suffering
when you're here to destroy the
tiny things I care for.

I'm flesh itself begging for its defeat
I'm flesh itself finding its relief
I'm flesh itself leaving its hollow ground

For your love is the tough winter of fear
For your love is the hard feeling of grudge
For your love is the only shelter of doubt

The solar enemy

If the solar eye of the firmament
could pass on the cold in my heart
if I could ever push the ship of wrath
through the seas of my caressing soul
all my despairs would become mud
then turn into a silent prayer
so now take a look at these changing eyes
blessed by the absence of pain

and take a glance into
this fragile soul
imprisoned in a
bottomless pit

If the solar eye of the firmament
could open wide the seals of endless pain
if a hollow mind trapped in this maze
could unleash the beasts living in my soul
all my despairs would become real
and grab my neck with their nails
so now take a look at these changing eyes
blessed by the absence of pain

and take a glance into
this fragile soul
imprisoned in a
bottomless pit

The fear merchant

Here we are again
with the same old fears
are you still the one
who made my world collapse ?

A veil on these thoughts of mine
and back again in time
here we come again

A shroud on this life of mine
and straight ahead in time
with all our pain

In those days I was
ashamed to say my name
and I knew I was
hiding from the world

in those days I was
afraid to say a word
and I knew I was
cheating on myself

because if you tie me
because if you keep me
you shall be again
the one to rule my world

here I stand again
with these wounds of mine
are you still the one
who overthrowed my world ?

The pain sentinel

All I was then
was a pouring rain
All I am now
is a dirty stain
the light traces
of your last steps
have blinded my
poor soaring eyes

All I was then
was a raging fire
All I am now
is a smoking pyre
the far traces
of your last steps
have guided my
straight winding path

If I cried now
would you come by
and take me back to
my own true life
But I need your pain
to see me through
If I cried now
would you let me go

All I was then
was a vivid light
All I am now
is a hopeless fight
the deep traces
of your last steps
have imprisoned my
frantic troubled mind

If I cried now
would you come by
and take me back to
my own true life
But I need your pain
to see me through
If I cried now
would you let me go

The love slasher

We could meet
but it ain't easy
to fool me
when I'm grounded
by this fear

We could speak
but it ain't easy
to understand me
when I'm moved
by this anger

we could share
but it ain't easy
the seeds in my hands
as memories from the past

sometimes I breathe at night
and I dream of the dying lights
dancing like stones in the sky
branding monochrome scars with their fire
abiding the silent wake
in a grief I will never forget
fallen stars giving birth in my heart
to a new life

We could join
but it ain't easy
to reach me
when I'm buried
in the ground

We could melt
but it ain't easy
to touch me curled up in my shell

I thought this was my way
I put a smile on my face

so that you believed I was
just a spectral friend of yours

then shame cut off our souls
like the blades of a thousand words
cutting loose the red threads once again
like broken pages out of our love

sometimes I breathe at night
and I dream of the dying lights
dancing like stones in the sky
branding monochrome scars with their fire
abiding the silent wake
in a grief I will never forget
fallen stars giving birth in my heart
to a new life