1. |
I
01:22
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The hunter squeezes through
the hunter
through the silence that caught
the Man
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2. |
Darkness
02:22
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Echoes of the suns are seeping
into the darkness
and the cranes are fishing
the stars
on their red feathers
in the fires of settlements
When they hoist the sails
on the planetary
masts,
we sail away for the dreams - :
Astronauts in the coffins from
the branches
nailed together by the shadows
under the light
of the street lamps
-
When the echoes of the suns
seep
into the darkness,
our lives
became the dreams in the morning
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3. |
Seagull
03:11
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There are many places
in humans
which
have soiled the lap
by the spittle
between
the rails of fences
And so they stretch
behind
the mortuary of childhood
on the rope
farther
And inspite of the fact
that they forgot
the way,
they have to go,
once
they will fly
Seagull is the first
man -:
animal in the curse
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4. |
The Pale Trees
03:31
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Some windows don´t shine
anymore.
The shy horses of the pale
trees
Only the darkness is blue as ever
and the lost are
closer
than they seem to be
The fleets of the settlements
hoist
the traffic arteries
and they swing on the waves of cars
where the dusk lays
the snake
eggs
to the clives of sky
-
People like antelopes
of the endless
sleep
and the crow tribe in the adjoining
fields is digging out
the buried dreams
ferociously,
but they will never find
our heart
at the bottom of the river
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5. |
Ocean Flames
03:18
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Your paleness of my face
in the water in front of me
In the ocean from your eyes
My inner light falls to the bottom
inside the open seashell
Straddled by a cliff on the horizon
hollow and filled with foam
from the waves
I am waiting for fiery pearl
till the wave spits it and lights the blood
till it burns to the heart
and clash
then You will be born again
and we will
embrace the water flames
We meet when the night eats away
the accrue light
but we are united by mouth and the stars
spill in all ponds
We sleep in the garden
the dreams roam the bodies and the flowers
watered by our love
Apple trees with round fires
are
bleeding over us
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6. |
Wolves
04:30
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The rain cleared the way on the wrong
riverside -: there,
where
we went to catch the wind
and where the bare feet have creaked
in the snow
or where the soles of steps
have
burned of asphalt.
And so the way is now bare,
as if there didn´t exist
anyone
who came farther,
somewhere beyond the horizon
of people,
who plow the landscape
in the circles
and
who are falling asleep on the scars
-
The rain cleared
the way - :
but the darkness is already
pregnant
and the wolves only know
how to survive,
halfway
from the flock
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7. |
Butterflies of Evil
02:23
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The larvae of fear survived
the winter
in the petticoats of stems
The malignancy
is
hooded in the grass
And while the birds
cut the heaven
tomorrow
in the walls doesn't know
which way to go
How to hold more
water,
but don't let the river
bleed
from the banks of our veins
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8. |
Lips
02:30
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I will miss your lips
like garnets
of blossoms
in acacia mane
Silvery glints of trash bins
that tattoo on
the pellicles of wings
in the morning
with stings of hive entrances
the picture of a weary deer
in apian light
that just gives a humble moan
and falls asleep
for a moment
with the feeling
that
he's loved
-
But in his antlers
of a ribcage
in the void of walls
life is buzzing
like
butterflies pupated in hornets.
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9. |
Time of Man is Ending
02:49
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The blood cuts in the body
that walks
with a smiling face
I am wading through the crowd
Each step
consist of boulder and drag
the motion
I feel the heat from the depths
The stars are shrinking
and dissappearing
in the microcosm of the head
The space cluster binds the dust
into a statue
and the crowd ruffles
the waves
The breaker smoothes the wounds
The only fade
is disappearance
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