Ethereal Blue - Ethics

Ethics


A flower withered in my arms
A bunch of birds running out of my head
Flying to the Great Blue Line
Spirals can' t hide their way
Can't face them stealing his fire
Can't fade them into this dark.

Bring fever in my thoughts
Tears offer an escape from myself
Can't face them stealing his fire
Can't fade their

Descent-towards-ordeal-to the river naarmaljah
Starlit-ashes-are my road.

There's no daylight, the banks are dry, the boats are still
Waterfalls rinse a brown bright sky, but clouds are dead.

We call it truth and ambition and dignity
But it's just our waterfall.

There's no dayligth, the banks are dry, the boats are still
Waterfalls rinse a white ...
Galanthus-heal me-let me live-into you
Offer your-droplets-and your milk-to these bitter waters
Let me live in your droplets.

Your leaves break my pain
Blurred sunsets covered his last days
Flying under your laughing words
Falling into grey empty fields.

Hold his scars in your tiny shoulders
Smell his winds while the river flows
Now watch them waiting
The silence of his last breath's struggle

Under their cold dark eyes
Under their cold black love
Under their long weird shape
Under their filthy, wicked shrouds.

Trying to form
A blessing for his lonely moments
A mantle for his frozen stars.

And all the blue tiny hopes I used to call, fade in smiles
Turn into dotted bright lights trying to fall.

And they have the face of twisted suns
A face that shivers
Like the last shoal's wriggle
Till river falling down
Where is the end?