Skabma

I thought I was travelling through a painful endlessness
Longtime blackened stars were on fire
I was dead, drifting from darkness to darkness

Weightless I travelled through the emptiness
Like I was washed overboard from a heavenly ship
Naked and torn to pieces driven through stars of fire

Life hanged on inside of me like the sun in a blinded eyes
The world followed in weak sounds
The words were lost in echoes
So many voices in disguise
Some seemed familiar and some spoke forgotten languages

Life hanged on inside of me like the sun
The explanation started to fill me up –
A scream higher than the sound of stars
Touched my drifting tounge

Thin echoes, the silence came to
But you were there in fragments of skin

A silent tenderness was driven through me
My fingers separated by lightyears tried to embrace you

I thought I was travelling through a painful endlessness
Longtime blackened stars were on fire
I was dead, drifting from darkness to darkness

Longer and longer between my kicking heart and my blood
The explanation started to fill me up – a scream higher then the sound of stars
Touching the drifting tounge
The journey lasted longer then time itself
I was on my way to the final end, looking out into the silence
Always listening back to the more and more abstract echoes of my soul