Beware!
The voice seems far,
Never let it in
The city is ugly:
A patriarch beard
Knit with false wisdom,
Screeching crows
And adolescent fresh meat,
Condemned by Diaspora
Of greatly communal melancholy
Beware!
The seasons are shuffled
Like a forever migrated sorrow
Like tomorrow
When Earth has a single spin left
Your secret is kept
In desperate times
Trimmed by your sudden comings
Drop by drop the history leaks future
The weak are weaker
They don’t know
How gloomy are the stretched summer days
Beware!
Faith is shattered by anticipation
But His conviction knocked the tragedy
I sacrifice the wind and fire
A trumpet mass of the heart
He, who doesn’t die,
Cannot but be alone
Blessed are the departed
Blessed are the departed
Blessed are the departed…
This is not the end
This is just the beginning
