I was lying on the couch staring at the ceiling. I closed my eyes.
'Do you still have these visions?'
Did I? Of course I did. First it was fantasy, fairy-tales about elves, dwarves and unexciting kingdoms. Then they became more real. The story was part of the real world but involved unreal people created my own mind.
'Last time we spoke about your friends. Do you have any new friends?'
I had no friends at all. My friends were the people from my stories. The nice ladies who gave me advices how to dress, went with me shopping or chatted with me when I was depressed. The guys who were my best friends, who were drinking with me an
A lonely night
Night full of darkness
My lonely hope
Fading to dust
Waiting the new day
The rise of the Phoenix
My final glance at the world
There are only three things for me
Which I'll never see, feel or hear
Three impossible stands in my life:
Love, friends and daring heart
Prayed every day
For eternal sleep
Turned myself in a ghost
Long forgotten
I gave you everything I could
In return I received only my frozen tears
Show me once again
this pictures without color
Full of stories old as time
Of battles and love magic and might
Tell me once again
About the old artist
the legendary prophet
who painted the future of the earth
Let me see once again
His paintings sacred
to find his forbidden secrets
and meaning of the world
I'll paint his black pictures
Change the color of the sky
Give the stars new names
Draw the beginning of the time
A new story in another age
Oh hope and love dream and magic
Hopeless I'm here again
Dreaming with eyes opened wide
A book with hundred empty pages
My story is telling
Century ago I sold my soul
For knowledge and power, lust and love
My heart was turned in an empty hole
Withe demons I feasted
With Angles I sung
But the true meaning of life I never found
Years ago I sold my heart
to stop the pain never-ending
I lost the knowledge, I lost the lust
Demons feasted with my flesh
Angels turned their back on me
Lost and cursed forever
A mortal body without heart and soul
All I have is the empty book
A memory bitter than a nightmare
A story never finished
A dream for my lost heart and soul
The power to pretend
to hide myself behind a mask
All the faces that I use
All the lies that I tell
I only wish for a single moment
of rest, moment of peace
Where I can sleep and dream again
Where no more lies will be told
I hate to pretend
And I'm still doing it
I hate this place called reality
But here I have to stay
I only wish to put the mask away
to have another dream
about the sirens, about the wind
the land called Fantasy
the place I want to be my reality
The theater will open
again
My love songs will finish today
no more pain
No memory from you I'll
save
My heart forever I'll bury in
lonely grave
Sweet song tonight I'll
sing
About the little puppet on a
golden string
The deadliest poison she will
drink
In order about her love not to
think
For her love she is now in
Hell
Locked in the coldest
cell
Her soul is now just an empty
shell
Bound to stay here forever
by a spell
That's just like our story
my dear
Tonight I'll lie on the sharpest
spear
And from life I'll forever
disappear
Just one more minute
Just another hour
I'll stay alone in the dark
I'll stay and pray that you will come
You never came
Just one more day
Just another month
Before I say good-bye forever
Before I forget your name
I could never do that
Just one more word
Just one kiss
And you can bring my smile back
And you can make me dream again
You will never do that
Just one final pray
Just one final desire
Forgive me for loving you
Forgive me this one thing
No one to wipe my tears
No one to see my pain
You and her
But no place for me
For your heart I'll always long
Every night for you I'll weep
Even when you are with her
Of you I'll dream
The only cure of my loneliness
This embrace of yours
Just stay with me a bit longer
Just give me a moment more
This pain will never fade
Your words will never be forgotten
Grand me one last wish
Stay with me for the night
Leave her in the empty bed
Show her my loneliness