martedì 13 settembre 2016

Tillion il Maia

You're hunting Me.
So why does it feel like 
I'm the one hunting.

Through the perilous waters of memory
I've long since lost the sirens voices

I've thrown my old Heart into the abyss
dreaming of you before yourself

my eyes dried by nothingness
fixed madly on a light to come

And the beating
more frightening than a thousand ghosts

It keeps me awake amidst terror and fear

For it is said

"Speak a word and save me,
Speak a word and breake me"


sabato 10 settembre 2016

La saggezza del Demone

I'll never understand the human race

How easily they throw themsels in disgrace

Falling prey to earthly desires

While heaven burn deep within their fires

So miserable this human kind

I'll never cease to amuse myself

watching  their daily rotten self

martedì 6 settembre 2016

Notturno

A flickering, A Moth
through Darkness is lost

Moving vainly toward the flame
stepping into the wooly light

And the Shades beneath the candle
move circling in the Night

Not a lament nor a sound
just a moment, a sudden dawn

There's no flickering, there are no Shades
only a light amidst nocturnal Graves.

domenica 28 agosto 2016

venerdì 26 agosto 2016

Un Astronomo

Oh dolce Luna
il tuo eclissarti è una tortura

Io che vidi si bella la tua fattura
 Da dipingerla in sua natura,
in ogni mio pensier.

Io che solo e con cuore fedele,
vi colsi nella notte buoia

Ora mi sfuggi dolce Luna,
di notturna, devota, tortura.

martedì 16 agosto 2016

Der letzte Mann




Cè un vasto nulla dove dimora la mi anima
nei silenzi fatti di pietra, di sguardi vuoti, distanti.

Lento batte il cuore una lugubre marcia,
giacché il sangue s'è fatto crosta nelle vene.

Ne il sole mi sfiora  con le sue dita
dacché m'eclissai anche io.

Il mondo è morto ed io vivo

Ultimo testimone del'aurora attendo la notte.

domenica 7 agosto 2016

Nightrider

A man walks a lonely road
His pace is firm, his smile is bold.

He walks in silence, the night his bride
the sky above is clear and bright.

He seek atonement, his sins far too many
But even if weary his smile is true

A man walks non always alone
he enjoy company for he's a lonely one

The road is long and dark and scary
a man alone walks for no one is carryng.