Screams Of The Dying Stars

Evil half of God take my soul
for a long yourney
across boundless hell
between piles of empty skulls
on paths of burned out forest.
I'll make my black nest
between branches of ancient trees
which sadness leaves
covered themselves
looking at suffering
and evil heart with torches
which has hurted old roots.

Take me now
In Apocalipse time
Pull out my soul
burn dissembling world

I have dried yesterday tears
transformed to bloody dew
I have incinerated my own body
and in moon time hidden
in rusty, became black urn
forged from skulls of stars
With flames of wax candles
glittering in my eyes
I wait for extermination time
looking for black fires
listening to screams of dying stars
behind blue planet hidden.

Time will come then we will forget
what ours eyes have seen
goodness and evil will unite in One
and through our eyes will see
eyes of God
Inside of themselves.