Bring me the sunset in sleeping cups
let night gently pour, as light fills up...

Dancing with sweet feminism,
above cemeteries of barren fields...

Turn off the sun; my life still will shine from...
Dress me in black watch me glowing like I have...

Alas, it's sadness
which within I sail...

If only time would run like a river,
yet into the opposite direction...

No figure to
your drawings...

Your heart is torn
in the beautiful mess...

I hate the fact
that I saw you...

I have found
God...

I slip out of my shredded skin
in seek of a colorless roof...