Aelita-Moon

What Can You See? Your world is a heaven. You are surrounded by angels and gods. Layed out before you is an endless sea of success and happiness. But you are blind to it. All you see is darkness. Cold, unyielding. And you see no way out. So you do not search. You let go, you allow yourself to suffer. You distance yourself as much as you can from the heaven that should be your life. And when someone tries to bring you home, to that place, to the life that is rightfully yours, you look away. You see only what you want to see. And you won't be told otherwise. You become the tool of your own destruction. And as you allow yourself to sink

The Silent World When Autumn comes, what comes with, too? As Life recedes, no more to do. The Tree of Life, its seed has grown, The silent world is all our own. Then comes a cloud, then five, then nine, Revoking rights of Life Divine, A darker wish, we cannot hone, The silent world is all our own. The sun has failed, all things gone wrong, Those who live may sing no song, A sadder thought, we won’t condone, The silent world is all our own. Come forth, dictators, tell us how, We differ from the slaughtered cow? He makes our hearts as cold as stone, The silent world is all our own. Intent revealed, he conquers all, Spirit