A gift of heavens,
a curse of hell?
demons’ or angels’
we’ll never tell.

From both and yet none
and even so more
what I feel and dream and hope
my soul tore.

Never shall you ever pander
to feelings low and base
Nor indulge in merely
poor, hurt Plato’s grace.

Gifts you’re given never waste
freely offered by the gods
For nothing’s ever freely offered
which valued more than golden rods

For what you worship and adore
be ready to shed your blood
of body or mind or soul
and never on failures brood.

’tis sacrifice that moves life’s
ever-forward rolling wheel
and pure heart’s blood
that oils these gears of steel.

Was it Pluto, was it Mars?
Or was it far beyond?
Some unknown starry pond,
which gives birth to beauty.

It cut across a feverish dream
A nightmare harsh and keen
it pulled me from where I’d been
and hurled me up against a swirl.

It dazzled, blinded, confused the man
The little being that I’d become
flooded over the little dam
of loniless and thoughts damned.

And ‘lo it swam inside my view
a purring little kitty-cat,
adorned by an onyx hat,
and eyes of purest wonder.

Mayhap I was a solemn man
but now I’m but a fool
I all my cunning pool
to bring her in my grasp.

I yet may fail and yet succeed
But I’m sure it doesn’t matter
For fate the words will utter
and bind the two as one.

It’s hell for me
for eternity
trapped

I open my eyes and yet I don’t see
Blackness engulfs my senses
I hear a cackling full of glee
hiding behind society’s pretenses

Waiting in the darkness, wrestling with the madness,
Looking for a sign as I dream and sigh.

It’s dreams that flash past my blindfold
Scattered imagery and broken memories
And by time magnified a hundredfold
yet I feel that they’re but fallacies.

Gnawing at the corners
of my eternal loner’s
corrupted mind

It’s naught but the devil
on a different level
possessing me.

Waiting in the darkness, wrestling with the madness,
And if I don’t die it’ll be a lie.

Once upon a time, a demon and an angel
saw fit to claim this soul;
one did not manage the other to fell
so that’s why I still howl.

Howling at the moon
hoping that I’ll soon
escape

Fled into insanity
’cause of a calamity
of mind.

Waiting in the darkness, wrestling with the madness,
It’s war I’ve waged ’cause I’m deranged.

Yet sometimes it’s light that shines
upon the darkest path ahead
through my heart’s goldmines
and I feel no more dread.

And then again
it comes when
I’m free

Pulling me down
to wear the crown
of a maddened king.

I’ve had moments of respite
when I’ve climbed this abyss
Yet every moment you’re away
something in my soul is amiss.

Food has no taste, words have no meaning,
Only you in my head, dancing, laughing, spinning…

I press on as if it’s a battlefield
heedless, reckless, fretless
but in as the day draws to a close
I am consumed by loneliness.

It’s almost like I’m cursed
by powers far beyond imagination
as if I had done a hideous act
that merits my damnation.

It’s unbearable yet I’m savouring my suffering,
when it’s you in my head, dancing, laughing, spinning…

And as I look outside again
stars greet me like old friends
lighting my dark path
as I struggle to make amends.

To repair my tattered life
as worn out as my leather boot
since I’ve begun travelling
this dreary world of ash and soot.

Yet there’s no crutch for me onto to be leaning,
only you in my head, dancing, laughing, spinning…

There’s that wall again
I can see it rise beyond the gloom
I’ve chased you all around
and yet I knew of my impending doom.

You raised that wall
to protect you from harm
yet I’m here now,
to offer my arm.

My armor isn’t shiny,
I am no knight
Yet I’ll keep you safe
during the night.

Because of you I’m once more daydreaming,
seeing you in my head, dancing, laughing, spinning…

I’ll tear down that wall,
using my heart as a hammer
It’s been too long
that I’ve been playing the mummer.

And together, hand in hand
in the clouds we’ll fly,
and you’ll stop worrying
when you’ll fall from up that high…