I assume you are ready
to know about secrets
to be sweet
It's always a call
to rock shut
to be about swallowed
smelling warm soil in a fox's den
mothers loving tongue
permeated with function
the beauty of chimera
a gift from the past
perceiving form
feeling light
Here it is
my unborn immortality
leaves its shrine
realities becoming somethings
and somethings don't matter
when it's about soul
the universe slides from your side
still expands within
sounds like
„I am your valuable“
„I always was“
„You know us“
leaving last stand gravity
coming to comfort
first
then unique peace
white noise Babel
fades to nothing
a soft stone
just skin
It's you in the first row
the very last curtain
and all burdens of life
mere illusion
still it's all true
in the end
when it comes to conclusion
and light doesn't matter
Now
for sure
in perfect condition
I am
2016, for the Movie "Welcome to Farewell" by Specter Berlin.
