Mystical Windmill
Mystical windmill in the middle of a ghostly desert
Yours is the silence that enchants me
and the depths that choke my miserable life
When finally Death came, I turned into light.
Hear the Silence and you will enter the ancient windmill
Stand still and pray for the raging storms to come
Stay thoughtless and the last walls before you will fall
Hope that you will become an addict from this moment.
Raging storms ruined the sacred roof above me
Truth was heavily pouring down on me
These were the hottest waters merging in the brightest fire
Fibers of emptiness weaved into an entity
Mystical windmill in the middle of a desert
Yours is the Silence that enchants me
Birds in my eyes, deserts in my mind,
Oceans in my heart, heavens in my soul..
An entity that served as my only clothing
So beatified by the motionless existence
I could not stand it any more,
So just found myself for the first time..