„O Sun, (…) how inate thy beams That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy Sphere; Till Pride and worse Ambition threw me down (…) Ah wherefore! he deserv’d no such return (he = God; Anm. d. Weltensammlers) (…) What could be less...
Tell me, can the crawlers fly, And pidgeons into oceans dive? At child’s command its parents cry; How two and two makes five. Show me how the waters burn, While fire keeps the heat outside. Even lines that fickly turn; How beggars wear their shame with pride. How does...
I walk the stars beneath the void, A million years has been destroyed. Watch out for me with eyes unseen To where no thought has ever been. Gained countless worlds for my own sake, A poisoned gift, dead in its wake. Bound am I by Time and Space, Put doubt and fear in...
Thought’s shape shifting stories May bewitch your morning glories. Listen to them closely though: Beware of what your fear will show. Their torment, even their carress Will haunt you nonetheless. They blind you, make you see Your bonds and set you free. They wash over...
Storm wraiths cry, the night creeps in; Borders between worlds grow thin. Light of the sun shines soft and weak, Thoughts drift lost in grey clouds bleak. Bereft of scent, air crisp and sharp; Melodies trickle from heathen harp. A cloak of silence heals weary lands...
(N)Euer Senf – mittelscharf, wenn’s geht