I dream ...
Moon came behind the clouds
A black tower, this tower rises in
Reality, yet I?ve been there several
Times ... in dreams
Life was nothing, never, until I found
The truth of never existing, doom
The secrets not for milleniums told
The tower waits for the arrival of my soul
From the tower opens a view
Into worlds so distant, but so true
I'm to be the thyrant, of my realm
As I carry the light of other knowing
Wind whispers me: "come with me ..."
Burn me- spread my ashes into the
As a shadow I descend into my
No path leads there ... from the dust
I materialize before the gates silvery
I stand beholding my fate
Black tower with open gates
Wind greets me as I enter the cold
Tower, endless stairs to my destiny
The gate closes behind me,
Never to be opened again ...