Twilight flowers wait for their rise

Building thorns of defence

In the sunset with it's sovran shine



Thorns, I hear them grow

Their might to show

Proud in their form

They desire light



Spiral of mystery

No heart, no eyes of man can see



Welcome to the fields so wide

Too nice to be mine...



Thoughts too high for one like me

Here I meet with thinks new born



For never were these things

So like a dream

My heart is overcharged

Here it will be left

I wish to drown in deamscapes like this



Storm in me me, burn!

Life in me, strive!