Poseidon's Creation

When the mighty sons of the spheres beyond
distributed the elements of earth
they laid down the foundation-stone
of highest spiritual birth
which ever existed since thousands of years
but is lost now in the future and past
lightyears away from our daily tears
those unperceived moments which always last

Poseidon became lord of earthquake and seas
master of oceans and all their wealth
god of an island, there lived a family
with a daughter of beauty and health

Atlantis was the island's name
greatest treasury of all times
human eyes didn't ever see the same
silver and gold, fertile hills, woodlands and plains
it was situated in front of the strait
they call "The Columns of Herakles"

Kleito was the daughter's name
a princely virgin of clearness and love
so Poseidon fell in love with her
and built a shrine on the mountains above
surrounded by a golden wall
and inside he placed his holy law

Son of god and daughter of earth
they created ten sons, human creatures
who've been of supreme beings at birth
of pure essence and perfect features
what a divine possibility to overcome evil
so listen what man did!

The Apocalypse

Silent Cries Divide The Nights

Now WE gotta find out
That summer's evening's gone!
WE lived a daydream, embracing,
What WE called HOME!
Now WE gotta wake up!

Do WE really think the world to be a
Creative oversight?
Do WE really believe in senseless power?

OD(D) forces will reveal - expose
The true essence of things,
The reason of all,
that has come into its existence!

No more SILENT CRIES will be able
To divide all OUR lonely inner nights,
Fragrances of TRUTH will call for US!

Will WE ever find out, what means: TO BE?
Will WE spread IT out, the day WE SEE?

While WE're exploring thousand mighty miles
In the lost and new-born,
only TRUE KINGDOM?!

The Vision - Burning

The counterfeit master of the world
Will call for his empire!
He's the demon of illusion, sorrow,
Darkness, mourning, and appearance,
Forests will explode and on red wings
SPIRITS will ascend into the sky!
Cities will catch fire and they'll carbonize
So unbelievable hot, silent and dry!

WE will BURN - FIRE

These corroding flames, they will seize,
Surround US too,
YOU IS the victim - the dormant peace!
WE will BURN,
the air will be afraid of OUR mortal frame,
ETHEREAL WE ARE, the air WE breathe,
The storm that's stirring up all fire!
I see, OUR life and limb will still
Not come to harm by this conflagration,
That's the reason why WE still think
Of everything to be alright,
Although OUR hidden SOULS already dwell
In seas of flames, red hot solution!

How will WE stand the FIRE
TOMORROW?
 

Silhouette

She grew like the blossoming oak tree
a fountain of magic spells
her mind was of sunshowered beauty
we once knew so well

Her roots understanding of earth seeking silently
branches of arching embrace and serenity
flowers revealing the secret of her own mystery
her fruit offering endless desire for true love and harmony

We will always be together
let the winds of heaven dance between us now
your restless tides return forever
every flower reflects your innocent brow

As the silence of the seasons
will unfold our lifetime memory
our beclouded search for reasons
echoes call afar and so persistently

Your freedom song we thought we knew
still we'll carry on in unison with you
 

Mysterious Monolith

an awesome glow that shines through the sky
attracts me strongly like an obscure shrine.
strange magnetic object that i seek,
pulls me further up to its peak.

mysterious monolith, you hide the truth;
be my guiding light and be my proof.
tell your secrets, give me a sign;
disclose yourself, give me a sign.
mysterious monolith, you hide the truth;
be my guiding light and be my proof.
reveal all your treasuries;
give access to your memories.

there's no thought, unthought of;
there's no word, unspoken.
no wish, that hasn't been talked of;
there's no dream, undreamt of.
but still there is one question,
but still i see no future,
but still we hide in leisure
pretending we are pure.

you contain lights i dreamt of,
you hold the thoughts forgotten.
you clear up the skies
that seem dark and besotten.
you have the answer for
the meaning of our lives.
picture images
of an existence contrived.

we're lost in the labyrinths of
what seems to be and what is real.  REAL
your old words of wisdom
though indistinct, still they are true.  TRUE

mysterious monolith, you hide the truth;
be my guiding light and be my proof.
 

Sphinx

surpassed celestial gates of light,
i left the worldly spheres behind;
into atmospheres unknown
to the planet of silence.
ancient tales have told
of sphinx on his throne,
create an aura unique.
his superior mind ... doesn't need space or time.

pass through rooms of 'now' and 'past',
and leave the future way behind.
move through dimensions unexplained -
the palace of eternity.
wisdom's books i search
in these temples of sphinx.
pyramides of peace -
meaningless time ... no such thing as time.

quietly trace him slowly,
and finally i confront him.
he silently gazes with a piercing look;
i'm overpowered and struck by anxiety.
his charisma enlightens me,
his eyes tell tales i couldn't see.
sphinx is superior to my fate;
he motions me, though no word is said.
one last glance, he turns away, and spreads his wings.
slowly rising, soars up to the heights.
the brightest star yet seen comes into sight.

ancient tales have told
of sphinx on his throne,
create an aura unique.
his superior mind ... doesn't need space or time.
 

Illuminations

A star spangled sky is my roof tonight
the forests are my covers
moon man the watcher with eye so bright
gives shelter like a brother

Birds wake my mind
as dawn paints a flame coloured skies
dream curtains undrawn
new day of soft splendour is born

An afternoon rainshower drawing near slowly
clouds hold their treasure suspended like scales
the eagle encircles his mansioned sky boldly
wild conversation as larks tell their tales

Horizon Serene
a rainbow where no man has been
Love within reach
a truth with no needing of speech

Where all dreams are one
as rain meets a boundless ocean
my days here I'll spend
a life of true peace and no end
 

End Of An Odyssey

welcome, my worldly friend,
don't rely on me as your guide.
I will be of no help,
when you stand the turn of the tide.
it's only to the individual's force
to escape the wheels of approaching deadly fate.

don't trust your dusty rules,
they've fooled you more than twice.
life doesn't have to mean hollowness;
if you perceive the truth within yourself,
that can give some sense to your life in time.

stop calling heroes now;
they cannot delay the last landslide,
neither undo your past,
or have stand the turn of the tide.
it's only to the individual's force
to escape the wheels of approaching deadly fate.

life doesn't have to mean hollowness;
if you perceive the truth within yourself,
that can give some sense to your life in time.
 

Time To Turn

now we've come to the age,
where the splendour fades,
and we can look behind drooping facades.
the glossy front's just fake,
the firm base breaks, as this doomed world slowly decays.

illusions fly high,
nothing we don't try
to build up fantasies we can believe.
the dance on dragon's jaws,
in reach of its claws, destroys the little we could retrieve.

we have resigned to our fate
afraid that our time is up now.
though it's not quite too late, if we take to action now.

we see no future, just today's endured-
and tomorrow is smoke in the wind.
we dance, sing, play,
'cause we feel the strain of living at the end of our time.

we have resigned to our fate
afraid that our time is up now.
though it's not quite too late, if we take to action now.

choir:
our legacy
fades and melts away,
because tomorrow may not ever be.
so we dance and sing, try to bear the thought
of approaching the end of our time.
our legacy......
 

Say, Is It Really True

HEY - HEY
say, is it really true,
that the flame of hope has grown?
that the spirit has changed;
that the few no longer stand alone?

say, is it really true,
that the thought of war's lost its meaning?
that self-made devils died;
the idols of wealth and power are sinking?

the coldest nights finally followed by dawn;
an outburst of light,
that cures the blind.
a strong conviction has evolved in time;
that life demands deeds we must define.

say, is it really true,
that once buried virtues now arise?
that the being itself
no longer asks for a disguise?

a power that's been neglected, denied;
now blossoms and grows, calls out the best.
at last the change of an era has come;
but there won't be much time to rest.

say, is this the force I feel within
heart and mind the truth?
or am I deceived again, painfully abused?
say, is it really true,
that the flame of hope has grown?
or am I deceived again, painfully abused?

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