Licking the wounds

While the darkness was fading
You were licking my...wounds

I see art of full making sense,
Stretching the limits of mankind
Just like newborn stars
I see, life full of missing links
Deprived of all its warmth like dying falling stars

I saw the dreadful absolute only to live it far away
Just like loathsome lepers

And so our lives will be ever-changing
With a burden of sin remaining the same
To carry your beloved souls,
Hoping is to forget your own name

The question arises solid and still,
Concerning the nature of give and try
You should read between the lines,
To see where the essence hides
Friend of foe pure, impure, cast into the dancing fire

Long for the way
Touch is the path that lays
Void fills the air
Tasting despair
"I was messing into nothing"
What may you find?
In fall's delight remain
Through crooked thorns
Into your bones
"I was clearing with my mind"

In the mirror of dreams,
I ease the angry painful wind...the painful wind.