“Poet”

They’re all around thee,

They shall embrace thy soul continuously,

Thus, -oh, God!- what terrors await thee,

Thue, ye thue are winged but ain’t flyin’,

Spread them n’ they shall not hurt thee,

Thee got no hallo, still, thee stand between heaven n’ reality,

Looking down at the human beasts which surround thee,

Even though, thee’re a beast thyself,

Yet, thee only breathe during early mornings, rainy doomsdays n’ tender midnights,

Let no downfall shatter that holy spirit of thine,

For the divine spirit is thee,

What are thee, thue hurt guardian of the skies above,

Why are thee crying on paper for death, sorrow, happiness n’ love?

“The wolf who graved humanity”

There once was an ol’ grey wolf,

Mighty, courageous, proud n’ clean of all sins,

But one autumn noon, as the wind blew through the leaves,

They wished Mother Nature to turn sinful,

Thus they passed away n’ were reborn as a human

- “Thy reincarnation was thy wish but it shall also become thy challenge”

- “Dear mother! No regrets shall I have for this action of mine!”

- “A human life is a heavy burden n’ thee are the carriage”

- “Hear me thue loving goddess! Oh~ please listen to my prayers one last time! No regrets shall I have for this action of mine!”

- “Thue holy proud soul, my loving child, grate suffering comes with this human life”

- “It ain’ no matter! ‘Cause thee, nature’s on my side!”

- “Then I shall be thy eyes n’ lead thy soul back home to our forest, where it can rest once again when thee decide”

Nature grieved as the human left the forest and was now exposed to greed, envy, gluttony n’ lust. As the days went by, weeks passed n’ time seduced the precious life of the human.

They were loved and hated, learned to enjoy every little thing at its fullest, laugh n’ grief. Still, the time, which Mother Nature foreshadowed came n’ the human first felt despair, which led to the need to return to the forest. Thus they said goodbye to their brother with tender tears in their eyes and departed while talking to their human self for the very last time.

Oh~ thue mother n’ thue father,

Why shall life be so cruel,

My soul starts to shatter,

N’ every day’s a duel,

I wake up on the morning’s hush,

N’ everything shall give me anxiety and rush,

My dreams ain’ no divine,

As any flourishing happiness ain’t mine,

I wake up every night,

This can be true, this ain’t right,

Shall I die inside my flames of fright?

Shall I die inside my flames of fright?

Oh~ heyo dear brother! - my ally in this life,

Shall my neck engage with the rope?

Does the sin of lust for happiness shine?

N’ will my freedom make thee smile?

Or will it bring tears to thy eye?

Bye n’ bye bro, bye n’ bye,

Do not let me vanish into the light,

Shall I have memories to make,

Thus the death reaper thee cannot let mine take,

I fear no death,

I fear rejection,

I fear no being dead,

I fear corruption,

Still…

Bye n’ bye bro, bye n’ bye,

Do not let me vanish into the light,

Do not let me out of thee sight

When the chair fell n’ they took their last breath, their coughs turned into howls as they were once again a wolf. All their memories n’ human emotions were washed away by the forest's river, but they never forgot about their dearest brother.

“Illusion”

Outside isn't real anymore

The trees are hollow, the animals’ mere puppetry

Thee think of seeing lands, but there ain no shore

Thee think thee run, but thee’re chasing thy own shadow

Is there an exit from thy life or is there no door?

“The D in BPD stands for Desire”

As I glance at the sunshine through my eye sockets,

I see nothing but emptiness n’ my whole life upon me,

Shall thee be my lover or my opponent,

I see thue throwing thy whole body n’ lust on me,

Though, do I embrace thy soul as well?

This seduction of mine is just out of mere desire, ain’t I right?

As I become one with thee, I gaze as all the stars fell,

Thue lustful heart! - Thee make my life more bright!

Is this true though? It is? Right?

“Wolf”

As thee rush n’ strive to catch thy prey,

Thy maw n’ fangs shine under the twilights ray,

Thee’re no other beast’s mere slave,

Thee only run free every glorious day.

Therefore, thy pure eyes have so much to say,

Thue holy canine of the dark night,

Thee ain’t have anyone to obey.

Thus, thy melancholic tended howl is the sign that thee pray.

Thy cloth shall be white, black, crimson brown or grey,

The call of the wild succumbs to thy name,

Thee think thee’re the alpha, still, being alone is thy fate.

Death ain’ no enemy of thine,

As thy soul is the most divine.

Still…

What exactly is that thee’re in search of?

Is it salvation?

Thee’re still just a cub n’ yet…

What are thee graving so much?

Could there be a thing as such?

“Petals”

Thue’re a dyin’ rose

Thue’re my dyin’ rose,

N’ I left thee to dry,

I gave thee no sunlight,

Thue gave me no love,

Thue’re like a drop of crimson blood beneath the death black grain,

It was that fateful day that we never once again heard the rain,

Before that noon,

When we did exchange sights,

Before I shattered thy petals,

Now I cannot sleep at nights~

Oh~ thue sweet sweet sunflower~

Why didn’t thee say thee were a rose?

Now I can’t help but regret what I chose,

Oh~

N’ now thy petals are all grey~

They feel like the light yellow of my dreams, but they’re still grey~

Thee were hurt by my heart,

I was hurt by thy thorns,

But still~

Still, baby~

I can’t help but be thinking of thy petals,

Can’t help but be seeking thy petals

I thought the warmth I gave was real but it was a fantasy,

But it wasn’t meant to be,

Yeah, it really wasn’t meant to be~

It was the rain that really hurt us,

This gap between us became vast,

It wasn’t thy thorns nor was it my lust,

Oh, rose,

My sweet tender rose~

I gaze at the gap full of stars,

N’ I don’t know where thee are,

Why, rose?

Was it really not meant to be?

Why can’t thy petals be free?

I miss thee like crazy~

N’ no one can imagine how we feel,

No petals are like thys, baby~

This gap makes thy bud peel