There is nothing but darkness
on the other side.
Black night, like an ocean,
with black moon,
like dead man´s smile.

Nothing but darkness
at the end of the tunnel
of life.

The flickering flame
of darkness.

Some of us call it light.

and if you are to love,
love as the moon loves;
it does not seal the night-
it only unveils the beauty
of the dark.

aren't mountains
everything
close to the moon;
far from everyone

living on cloud eight
one less than higher demand nine
this view is just fine

The heart is burning;
Flames that burn souls--undying.
Let love extinguish.