18.12.2020
The Wight King
For every single step you take
Every branch you break on your journey
In a frost-clad landscape
In the twilight illuminated by the light of the moon
A voice that sings so softly and leads your way
There deep in the interior of the forest the wight king awaits you
The wight king is waiting
They carried him across the moor one cold December night
Frozen and blue, stiff as a board
The voice that called so softly led your way
Deep in the interior of the forest
22.09.2018
Abominable Snowman
The last bit of your head just melted
Abominable Snowman
You've lost every button and your hat and your carrot
And I know you. You're neither stupid nor evil, but you're tripping around
Where no grave has a bottom
You grabbed my arm, saying that you were clean
While you winked at the club's bouncer
And the same night, he handed you drugs in a bag
Making you higher than if you changed to buffaloes
I used to trust you, now you'd sell you mother
To finance your slow suicide
Of cause this is how it'll end
'Cause all your now friends know more synonyms for snow than Greenlanders
There's nothing in this world as quiet as snow
When it falls through the air calmly
Lowering the sound of your steps
Gently hushing, hushing
The voices speaking too loudly
Now, the devil gets hold of you
And he prepares the line for you
A ghost driver runs the style
With more lines than on a full cellphone connection
Control or crash - your buzz became your boss
Winter wins over the time when I miss when it just was us
I remember the time when snow just was for our winter sleigh
And the slices just were kinder milk-slices
You were my star imploding into a white dwarf
My Superman is sprawling in his mountain of cryptonite
I screamed as loudly as I could, and you heard me... kind of
Until the snow fell once more and drowned out everything
There's nothing in this world of a purity as snow
swan's downs from the white wings of the sky
On your hand, a flake
is like teary dew
White thoughts quietly swinging in dance
We had an agreement
About never chasing the dragon's tail
But you grab my collar, saying without contempt
That we're all on a path to a slow death
And if you never get to turn 40
That's fine, there are more and more people who cry dry tears
I should have been your Morpheus
Handpicked your body
From your roller coaster trip between ecstasy and blues
My radar should have picked up your mayday
'Cause you just can't get enough gateway
Recording this song isn't funny
But it's yours now until the day you have a calm mind
There's nothing in this world, which can calm like snow
Hush, you're listening until the silence harmonizes
O, such a nice sound
silver bell singing
ringing deep down in your heart
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