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This white cloth
She throws out this white cloth,
from it feel the icy crystals,
everything is covered with ice
and snow.
There is coffee.
A deer looks in at the window.
To the light Woven fabrics
From the ash gray of the past
To the light Woven fabrics from yarn
Magical fabric illusion.
All memories are held in the fabric
of thoughts Old stuff,
keep writing. Shattered like ice crystals.
From old ash gray to bright here and now
Dispel the last doubt In the past.
Don't tear me apart,
transform Dark thoughts
in the light Old ash-gray in the light
sometimes dispel the last doubt
That emerges from the past.
Don't tear me apart
turn dark thoughts into light
Cloth woven from yarn
Thought cloth from yarn
Woven cloth the destiny.
All memories are held
In the thought cloth,
Old things, write on.
Broken like ice crystals.
Described as paradise
For the future you want the freedom
to be as you are,
everything bad of the past
forgotten.
This evening adventure in
the evening of the ravens,
the view over the abyss,
So what,
jump over,
over to the other side of this world.
Sets and constantly away,
in search of that place
which is described as paradise.
You are always longing for the distance,
of these stars,
eager to discover a planet,
what is behind the creation
of being.
It ticks from early to late,
what matters to you?
everything is really important
forever.
Destination
in the Schickksal game
If only I could know
Where the path of destiny leads me.
My destination I have
on you.
Now I'm walking down this corridor,
Might I reach you again?
For this light
now stretches
over the whole
horizon
Dispel the last remnant of doubt.
Now the sun may shine for me.
For this light now stretches
over the whole horizon
It used to be, the rain.
Crying of the horizon.
A being of light.
Pointing in the direction of hope.
Before you open this
There are a choir of deities.
Go open this future gate
with the hope key.
Before you open this, remember
where you came from.
Cosmologist
and queen
Cosmologing to the queen
to her palace,
they drank gin together,
went about their business.
Thoughts follow thoughts.
On the balcony sit the ravens.
Gold
The color of gold,
like the sunshine,
a color of light,
that turns into starlight.
The Creative Island
Paint with the brush
into the blue sea of colors
this creative island
The imagination read the magic brush
here into the blue sea of colors
appear this inser,
full of creativity.
The sun shines here every day.
The beautiful
mermaid
The beautiful mermaid
don't look her too long
into her eyes,
Go quickly..,
before she spots you.
She is not too nice,
like in a fairy tale.
Spell
of the Phonix stone
Phinix stone,blood wine,
Witch Consciousness.
A spell
that becomes a dark
curse.
This is what I think
this is my guiding fire this fire
burns in my heart
Guides my desires. Think about it.
I run past the flames.
Wind guide my wind. The power,
that burns within me.
I experienced a storm.
Memories that come to mind.
Earth I think of a dream
my running earth
This lightning burns in my heart.
My heart is in chaos
Firepower , who has power,
you recognize
me again my name,
who do you know Ene rgie,
you recognized me in the dark
When you reach your goal
then hold on about it,
what you have remember
what you can do.
you will pass comparison with others
much about yourself Experience
past experiences no ch once again.
You have set an incredible pace
given In the dark night
You like it, Here in the dark
Who dares to follow who
Will be a tough fighter
Face to face.
Look at the fire
It still burns within me
My heart is in chaos
Rose is so black
in the hair
She suddenly appears.
Black roses in ha ar.
likes the darkness
Has fiery red hair.
Holds a black rose
in her hand.
Many ideas come up
On the black sand,
as if from another land.
On the edge broken rock wall.
The way to the temple
is chosen
What do I do with three hazelnuts?
The kiss of the prince, days are numbered,
The way to the temple is chosen
Is it worth to return?
This time is also coming to an end
The days are only getting shorter
Coming to terms with the past takes time
To arrive in the here and now.
Desire
from bloody thoughts
Moonlight and darkness
Burns from blood.
Desire from bloody thoughts
Gives this red picture
All drawn by me
Pictures with blood
Immersed in pain
Lust
from bloody thoughts
Lust of bloody thoughts
Moonlight and darkness blood burns.
Lust of bloody thoughts
This leads to a red Bildis.
I have drawn all bloody pictures
immersed in pain.
It steals your mind.
In the sands of despair.
The tunnel behind
left behind
Leaving the tunnel behind
leaving the past horizon behind
Discovering what the mysterious
door brings with it.
Do you want to enter this labyrinth?
Even though there may be no escape?
A deserted place,
which with its diners and lanterns
and the lanterns resemble a fair.
But is it really abandoned?
Or can you not believe
what is happening here?
Serving abandoned restaurants,
you better take a look
around this mysterious place.
leave the past horizon behind
Discover what the mysterious door brings.
Do you want to enter this labyrinth?
Even though there may be no escape?
A deserted place,
which with its diners and lanterns
and the lanterns resemble a fair.
But is it really abandoned?
Or can you not believe
what is happening here?
Serving abandoned restaurants,
you better take a look
around this mysterious place.
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