Vim Patior (Prologue)

When light on the cemetery ways

Lies down like dying shadows

Marble statues of crying angels

Want to throw off the coat of melancholy

I stroke their despaired faces

I understand their great eternal pain

I wipe away their cold sapphire tears

I close their tired eyes for eternity

I'm an embrion imprisoned in the womb of mother

Spirit enslaved in the depth of my own thoughts

I want to know the essence of my world

For other planets are reflection of my vision

I have discovered a source of fire

Yet my words put it out with coolness of ice

But who am I? I cannot understand my tears

I cannot reach my stars - vim patior!

I wander dressed in the coat of Baphomet

Past the hills of enchanted dreams

I embrace the circle of pentagram

I summon breath of the cosmic spirit

I fall asleep engrossed in my magic

Exclusive art of night

With a spell I greet every tree

Every trunk I touch with my poetry

When the clock strikes my time

Pushed by winds I'll leave this world behind