Anastasia Mortmain
There is emptiness around us,
No bird dares to sing,
No one dares to make a fuss,
No one moves a wing.
The emptiness around us,
Violence for violence, that's the rule of beasts,
But no one thinks that is the rule of humans.
We are the same as the beasts in the woods,
We just hide our teeth from others.
Everything is blank,
Blank to the point of blindness.
Just as I think I am mindless,
Something touches my flank.
I whip around with lightning speed,
How do you kill a god?
That is a hard question to answer.
They are immortal, ageless,
They will never die.
But what if you make them suffer?
Leaves fall to the ground,
Dancing and swishing around.
With the wind they flirt,
Making all of us alert,
Of the upcoming winter months.
The snow keeps falling anyway,
No matter how nature wants to thrive.
It lays on leaves and trees and shrubs
Covering them all the way.
The snow keeps falling anyway
Life’s a gamble,
Life’s a game.
You throw a die,
And get some fame.
World’s the board
The tomb has been broken,
The stairwell leads down.
Who knows what will open
And where will we drown.
We carefully step,
Love is in the air,
Floating with fair hair.
It swirls around,
Prancing on the ground,
Making all the people silly.
We listen to the teachers,
We listen to them talk.
They sound to us like preachers.
We kiss the ground on which they walk.
We follow all their bindings,
Roses, pages, feelings,
Everything burns.
There are so many beings
That thrives on the nocturnes.
Smile, my friend, smile.
Show all your rows of teeth.
Show them your happiness
And hide your distress.
