Hungarian Rhapsody
Elysium flowers
I shall not run from the ultimate call of deliverance
Closing the door from what yet to come.
I shall not fear for I have no more tolerance.
For the wretched sheets and bloody scrums.
And I will crown my soul with the flowers of Elysium.
Divine thy shields, immune and pure thy shine.
Praise my escape from rivers of dark opium.
The castaway to the lands of heinous grime.
Dominion of mine comes from unworldly power.
There’s no need to mourn the viper in my room.
Forget me not they say, for I shall not answer.
So call me not, dead flowers never bloom.
Storm
Oh, the light, it broke me open,
Like a song on the wind,
The lies that I was living,
We’re just ghosts in the skin.
Oh, I see the fire in the night,
Burning through the silence,
I hear the call,
the call,
the call,
I’m rising through the violence.
Present
One night I woke up
In the deep-blue waters.
Tranquility seized me
And silenced was I.
The beauty was present,
And I was gone.
The arms of the heaven
Is here and now.
Solitude, present
With eyes wide open.
The flower of life,
The world is divine.
And everything present
Was It and was I.
