Point of origin, seed of all creation,
atoms and molecules bonding in connection,
leveling, upgrading, clustering in name of crastination,
birth of stars, planets, and moons, Universe's foundation
and there comes Life, new era's initiation,
diverse and beautiful in all of its variation...
Till the Man arrives, so sure of its divination,
that's how starts era of imagination,
evolution and revolution,
procreation,
virtues‘ formulation...
Till Man arrives, so sure of its divination,
that's how starts also era of dark lunation,
declination,
sins cultivation,
of self-centered delusion,
on luxure and money fixation,
of morale's devalvation,
emphathy vacation,
evil and pain gradiation...
And of all of that grows Her determination,
that new start is needed and is essential
for Universe's salvation...
So time stops in its cessation
and Human's kingdom begins its demontation,
its all and all destruction,
its full termination...
And from point of hopeful eclosion
creeps in restauration
of new world generation,
of Her world constitution,
of better world...
Metaformation...
01 Two Strangers by the Fire 1.
"Hey, You!"
Hey! Hey, you! Yes! YOU!
I reckon, you travel to the City too?
The gate is closed, I’m afraid.
On the horizon, the sun, do you see?
Well, you’re damn too late.
Till the morning you’ll have to wait.
Haha.. Ha! just like me…
It’s darkening, the sky,
so, join me, don‘t be shy!
Sit, here, by the fire...
Look at you! You must be tired!
So rest your bones, let us talk and let us drink,
this moonshine’s from the north, I think...
Well… it don’t matter, am I right?
As it keeps us warm and happy through the night.
Here! Bottoms up, my friend!
The big old truth lies at the bottle’s end,
Haha, that’s for sure…
Yeah, that’s for sure…
I’d like to start, if you don’t mind.
I’ll tell you story, it’s one of a kind!
It’s a tale 'bout old old days...
When all was shiny, big and loud
but only pain was there to find...
When the mankind was just cruel!
And selfish! Stupid! Fool!
When all the Mankind wanted was to reign…
No… was to RULE...
over everything…
over every
every
little
thing…
So here! Drink!
Second, and the third one!
Yes, lets drink fast!
‘cause it’s not happy,
our own past…
So lean in and lets begin
story 'bout mankind's fallin...
It was cold. Evening. Well, almost night. The day, as always, lost its fight and Darkness, as always, took the reins, the wheel of Time.
But this time, something‘s odd, something‘s different. Who would‘ve thought, in that moment, right before midnight‘s bell, that End is near and Heaven, our world and even Hell, will be no more. But don’t fear, the End is near, but don’t fear…
It was cold. Evening. Well, almost night. And there, on the bridge of Mortals, stood a silent undead knight. Through the Portals he was looking, with a sorrow, with an almost hurting sadness. Through the Portals, falling petals of the black rose resting in Her hand, he gazed upon them, upon those clueless sheep and if He could, for them, he would… wheep …
It was cold. Evening. Well, almost night. Sadness fills Her voice as She calls Her knight, so He can summon their cohort of void warriors, hollow romantics and empty dreamers, so He can summon His Black Roamers. And as they gathered, kneeling in front of their Queen, The End of All is near no more. No, The End is here…
It was cold. Evening. Well, almost…
03 Two Strangers by the Fire 2.
"His Beckoning"
Thank you, sir. Thank you for your song,
those words, the melody and emotions were so strong,
that it’s not an easy task for me, to continue, to move the plot along…
But I will try.
Yes, my good sir, I will try!
Let me start my little story with a question,
and yes, it is real, the story, not some silly fiction…
Let me ask you…
Have you heard about Her Reaper?
How he became, none than other,
Her loyal knight and only lover?
No?
So listen up and, as I said,
it’s true, real deal, I swear!
I know someone who knows someone who was there…
Once upon a time, there was a man.
He was noone, nobody, just a man,
with no wealth nor charm nor special powers.
He was noone, nobody, just a man,
who’s heart was burried under bed of black dead flowers…
He had a family, he had friends, but none of them could see
that every day he fought and fought with the darkness in his soul,
he fought bravely just to exist, just to be,
to at least look uncracked, to look… to look whole… not hollow
That he wore masks each day, each day he played his role,
to be one of many, and many more, cogged wheels,
as a fitting part of the big smiling happy machine,
he wore masks whilst slowly dying, piece by piece,
he was crying, in numbing silence, he had screamed.
Once upon a time, there was a man.
And he was aching, quietly, forlorn,
He cannot find a reason, why the hell he was born…
So he was aching, quietly, forlorn
with his heart pierced by the black dead thorn…
One night, same as others, sleepless, hurting,
he decided to lose the fight, to end it all.
To the night he went, tired, from the defeat shaking,
to the night he went, ready to die, ready to fall.
„It was raining.“ some would say,
„it was raining not“, says the others,
well, it‘s not important for our plot.
And so he went, up the hill, to say good bye,
to free his soul, to the heavens let it fly.
And…
There She was, like an angel, just sitting in the grass,
bright and glowing, humming, like the choir at the end of Holy Mass.
In an instant, in one beat of his shattered heart, He knew!
By Her side he wants to stay, for eternity or only seconds few.
So he fought again, this time, though, he wants to win!
Each step harder, than the one before!
Each step closer, to His Fairy in the black!
Each step hurtful, striking him to the very core!
Each step foward, never back!
Once upon a time, there was a man,
sitting side by side with Her, dying slowly …
But dying with a smile…
Once upon a time, there was a man,
sitting side by side with Her, and for the first time
he was living finally.
And as he sat there, his love grew,
with each second, it grew stronger…
So at the dawning of the seventh night
he was ready not to wait any longer
and with one soft sacred kiss,
killing each and every mortal parts of his,
he sealed his own fate, he will stay by Her side
as the one and only Undead Knight…