the rhythm of wings
keep the wounds that bleed with invisible stains on your soul and listen to the rhythm of pain its heartbeat is an oracle’s consult that would guide you in the rain drink the light through forest trees the one that feeds your wings with roots collect the miracles you've seen like naive fairytales of youth so when we fall we learn to fly our wings grow from the inside a giant leap into the dark before the night would die
goosebumps forever
when all my mind is blind I will still remember you it’s like the stardust in my cells which death cannot absorb when all the crossroad gates are tunnels from above I’ll know my way inside and drink from our blood there is a chain my love invisible and strong that holds the scripted paths on which we will meet again
keyless
what’s wrong your homeless heart is born again with wings and rainbow badge desire springs from the rhythm of June like beast in gentle fight what’s wrong you know what’s wrong my friend the fear that barks inside the riddle of the riddles with lock so hard to find so use no key or fingerprint when entering this world life is tricky when you are juggling with several dimensions on the roof