My Dearly Beloved- the 1998-1999 Collection

5.9.98

In the dimming night,

as the shadows appear

and the air is freezing.

There's an odour in the air which comes

from the flowers

as they start to decay.

The power of hatered,

unbounded but so obsolete.

5.9.98

Alone I am

in this endless night

as it seems to have a lethal type of affect

on me.

And still I do not worry because

I know

that soon you shall appear

and comfort me.

Though you're not there

I can feel your presence.

So infinitive is my affection

towards you,

that no living soul could

get us separated.

For we shall be together in eternity.

and the almighty Death

is only uniting our love.

To be a power, that no other soul

will ever master.

No living soul, for we have passed away.

Just to be together.

6.9.98

The day I fear more that I fear Death

is here.

It shall be remembered as the day when

all sacred things had their moment of decay.

As the day when the Sun cried blood and

people got scorched under its deathrays.

But I did not writhe among the others,

though the pain was so cruel.

For I waited for thee to come

and now I no longer suffer

because you have arrived.

By embracing my tired soul

you take me into a better place,

when instead of pain I only feel pleasure.

And in the twilight time I fall asleep

into your arms and we shall rest

-until the end of our times.

8.9.98

Hear the wind whisper as the moment comes closer

for us to unite our unbounded powers.

The day we've waited is finally here

there's nothing left to stop us from having each other.

They tried to keep us separated

there was no way they could take out this affection.

The bond between us cannot be broken

we'll be together even after death.

My dearly beloved.

No grief will rule on the other side

as we pass the line soon.

It shall be the day when the bad days are over

and the moments of pleasure and joy

are about to begin.

My dearly beloved.

I think I'm falling asleep now

would you wake me on the other side?

Don't worry, it won't take long.

The night is falling, so sleep tight my dear

we'll be there soon.

My dearly beloved.

Our lives can be taken, but we are not done.

21.9.98

As leaves are falling from the trees

in September

I feel there's a chilling wind between us.

And in your eyes a vast wrath

can be seen.

Is there something you would like to tell?

This silence is so strangling,

that your aswer is the only way of saving my life.

But I guess it doesn't matter,

for I have departed a long time

ago.

On the day your left without saying

a word.

Like a feaf I fall,

but I'll never hit the ground.

For your frozen feelings are my endless,

dark abyss.

10.10.98

Once again

I've been left alone in to this dark night.

Once again

my dreams have been torn apart.

Will I ever learn?

There's no need to feel sorry

for me.

There are far more important things to do

than care.

So I guess I should do as everyone else did

-just tear my heart off my chest

and throw it out into the cold December morning.

Oh, can you see how it's beginning to freeze?

It was 07:13 am. when my heart was ripped out

and it was left outside as the snowflakes began to fall.

And only seven minutes later

no signs of life could be seen.

I just sat inside and wondered

how fragrant my life was.

When my heart had given up

after less that ten minutes of fighting.

How could I ever have survived this far

without having a heart, the most vital thing.

But I guess it just shows

how we are capable of living

without having things

we used to care about.

5.11.98

There has never been a day as endless

as this day.

There's no way I can get out of this

pain.

No matter how i writhe, no matter how

I cry

The agony won't go away.

I'm doomed to this darkness.

And forever I will stand in the shadows.

I feel the flame of my life

it's starting to die.

I can't see a thing

I can't hear a thing.

I feel nothing though the flame is burning

me.

One teardrop is enough to take me out.

Oh, how silently I died

as snowflakes were falling

from the dark sky.

More darker than death,

more endless than the universe.

25.01.99

So whistfully the woods repeat

the song of the winter breeze

in January.

The darkening sky seems to be

so close to the ground,

that if I reached out my hand

I could grab a star.

I'd hold it next to my heart

just for a moment.

And when I would see

a shooting star,

it would be time to let the star fly

back into the sky.

To be there among it's kindered,

to observe us humans

walking the path

towards a greater wisdom.