time was it began

there is no plan 

so i'll hold you in my hand 

until you see 

only you and...

here in the cup of my hands

from between cracked fingers 

old blood spills

i want to live and i want to love

i want to catch something 

that i might be ashamed of

they never owned it

and you never owed it to them anyway 

i don't blame you

a nightmare situation

infiltrate imagination 

smacks of past holy wars 

by the wall with broken laws 

there was no light

only the white night

first born when the sun

screamed her eyes wide open

daylight in the fields

daylight mountains

when i die

i'll hang my head besides the willow tree 

when i'm dead 

is when i'll be free

ps: this was terribly sad. all of those unloved soft-toy animals. just... hanging there.

my final days in company

the devil now has come for me

and helicopters circling the scene

and i pray for rest

could you pray for us?

we know he loves you the best