Seasons

Seasons change as I do

Lucid

Rapture

Movement

As omens

Timeless

Beatings

From the truths demise

In memories now, I invent myself

Illuminating the forest of breaths

I'm trapped inside the pulse of my rage

Ecstasy of pain, ferociously engaged

In the cage that hangs from time

Descending world claim my remembrance

Nothing less to feed the mouths of the dead

Open wide the blind eyes of reason

Οh arch of blood now bridge my awakening

Face of all, gate of my being, bring dawn to me

And carry me through to the far side of life (side of life)

Where rivers flows in the dark

Splashing amid the drought

Where I’ve

I've heard the singing of my imprisoned

Melodies of fate, in cries

With a premonition of light

To emerge from the darkest time

Nothing less to feed the mouths of the dead

Open wide the blind eyes of reason

Seasons

Seasons changed as I did

Lay on evermore my shadow

Omens turned to statues

Covered with leaves and mud

Ruins now turned into sand

Death from the fever of time

Nevermore my shadow

Evermore my own self