The false human (8/9-04)
A tear of the moons pale light shimmer
Fallen from the universe dark web
As a reminder of the sadness
We force to others
In rest at the straw whit the same ease
As we deprive the thought on our people
A mist of stars glittering eye shadow
Follow the rivers surroundings with fear
As our false leis it hide what´s bound
And still it rests at daytimes past air
With deep knowledge abouth the unyielding night
A lonely child of the young deer´s
Discinsolate it whimpers for mothers consolation
As the wind alone can bloe out the light of life
A lonely tear can close a diary forever
It rest in the straws on a bed of dew
it know whats inside bouth me and you.
