The Life [Parts I - IV]

I

The night.
It’s beautiful.
There’s nothing that could only be half as beautiful as the night.
The stars are shining.
The full moon above me.
Why does the night pass by?
Why couldn’t it last forever?
The night is the time of the memories.
It’s the time of the lovers
and the time of the lonesome.
It could be the time of rest,
the time of sleep.
But isn’t it too beautiful to stay at home and sleep?
The night is magic.
I can’t stay at home
when it’s dark outside.
The night is the time of mysteries,
the time of demons,
of vampires.
But the darkness of the night isn’t dangerous.
It’s peace in it, safety.
It covers the guilty and the haunted.
It’s merciful.
The time when I forget about day.
About all its problems,
its sorrows.
The time when I’m happy.
The time when I’m sad.
The night is everything for me.
It’s all that counts.
Nothing is as beautiful as the night.
I wish it would never end.
Just everlasting,
lasting for eternity...

II
The sun rises.
It’s beautiful.
But it brings the light.
The merciless light.
Showing everything.
Fighting back the night
until there are only some shadows
telling about the beauty of the night.
Of the merciful darkness.
Too glaring.
So cruel.
It’s warm but...
It could never be as warm
as the night is beautiful.
It’s hot and it’s light.
I’m thinking of the night.
Its coolness and its darkness.
And again it’s killing my soul.
The hectic of the day
makes me crazy.
I’m longing for the peace,
the peace the night will bring.
Hectic and noisy,
that’s the day.
Too many people
running around,
busy with nothing,
unimportant stuff.
Memories of the night...
It’ll come again...
It’ll bring peace and rest.
It’ll make you forgetting...
about sorrows and fear and problems.
But it’s far away...
The day...
Too glaring...
Pains...

III
And again there’s the night.
The merciful night.
I want to stay here forever.
Keep the light away.
Forever night.
Forever safety.
No fears.
No sorrows.
Beauty.
I want to live forever.
I don’t want to die.
Redeem me.
Take me with you.
Make me one of yours.
Make me a creature of the night.
The beautiful night...
I’ll miss the day...
but the night caught me.
Nothing will ever be as beautiful
as the night.
When will they realize?
The day is the time of hiding.
The night’s the time to live.
The beauty of the night...
I can’t live without it.
I will leave the day
if I can have the night,
if I can live forever.
Melancholic night...
Sadness...
When will I get it?
Will I?
Only one minute...
A short pain redeeming from an everlasting.
Goodbye day!
Hello everlasting night!
Bite me!
A vampire is born...

IV
And again.
The light fought back the darkness.
Silent darkness...
It fought back the fog.
Merciful fog covering earth.
Protecting from the light.
Glaring light.
Too glaring.
Pains.
Heat.
Fire.
Sun lighting the vampire.
Sun lighting me
as it once burned my soul.
Hiding.
Where to go?
Merciful darkness.
Hiding shadows.
Protecting me from light.
From sunlight.
Sunrays touching me.
And again pains...
Escaping.
Hiding.
Shadow.
A place to pass the day.
Keeping my death away.
Sleep.
Passing time.
Finally the sun sets.
The night’s coming.
Beautiful night.
Merciful night.
Poor little vampire.
Had to say goodbye to the day.
Only the night for living.
But uncountable nights...

- by Cold

Solace

Finding myself crying again
Going through the pain every now and then
Getting used to being hurt
Battered and left in the dirt

Wiping my tears as I picked myself up
Hearing their voices, telling them to shut up
Running through the dark forest
Going to the only place I could rest

Desperately finding the light
To help me carry on with my fight
Feeling the path getting longer
My breathing becomes shorter

Recognizing the familiar ache
Causing myself to break
Seeing the faint light closer
Trying to pull myself together

Finally being in the place
Where I could find solace
Letting myself lie on the grass
Closing my eyes as time starts to pass

Not wanting for it to see
The wounds they made to me
Knowing that it would never heal
Like all things that’s real

- by Cold

My song

Listen to the sounds of the wind.
Follow the beat of your heart.
Close you eyes and listen to the sounds around you.
See if your heart is beating with mine.
See if our soul is singing the same song.
See if your lips will whisper my name.
Follow that road to see where it takes you
Hopefully it will lead you to me
Cause when I listen to the sounds of my heart.
My heart is singing a song.
A song that only you can hear.
My heart is calling out to you
Trying to show you the way home.
All you have to do is close your eyes and listen.
My song is a road map to my heart.
Somewhere, where you belong.
Until you find your way home.
My heart will continue to sing my song.

- by Cold

Angel of Mine

There came an angel
On a warm sunny day
A sparkle in her eye
That took me away

I just couldnt leave her
Not even when the day was done
My love she had awakened
My heart she had won

At this I had known
I could not let her go
For she lit my heart on fire
And made my face glow

To this very day
Im glad that she's here
God granted my wish
An Angel so dear

Ill keep her in my heart
Her face has a shine
Ill always love her
This Angel of mine.

-by Cold

3 Words

These words we say so often
But still, they mean so much;
They mean that I care,
How much I cherish you each day.
They show to you my feelings,
My deepest burning passion;
They show to you my heart and all the memories we've made
Do you know these words, my darling? I
'm very sure you do.
These words I so often say,
Each of them rings true.
My lips speak these words,
As well as my heart and mind.
Do you know these words, dearest?
"I love you!"

-by Cold

Life and Death

My eyes open
and then I awake,
experiencing life
through awareness.
Then my eyes close
to feel memories
of what I experienced
in life.

-by Cold

Dark Gathering

Fooled against...
A circle of trust
Bound to the old ways
A cast of shadow looming
Wandering through the night
Heightened, secret, emotions
They worship...
Clouds, above, the sky

Silent and still
An angel bleeds to dry
But its evil grimace
Has frozen in delight
Silent and still
Then a worship awe
Money, gold, earth rites
Renewed, again they fight

They silence to steal
Dark, their gathering
Their capital, a list
We fear not, follow
Their worship...
No clouds below the fire
A play of judgement
Higher will it come.

-by Cold