Twilight flowers wait for their rise 

Building thorns of defence 

In the sunset with it's sovran shine 



Thorns, I hear them grow 

Their might to show 

Proud in their form 

They desire light 



Spiral of mystery 

No heart, no eyes of man can see 



Welcome to the fields so wide 

Too nice to be mine... 



Thoughts too high for one like me 

Here I meet with thinks new born 



For never were these things 

So like a dream 

My heart is overcharged 

Here it will be left 

I wish to drown in deamscapes like this 



Storm in me me, burn! 

Life in me, strive! 



I look upon myself and curse my fate 

Shall I compare You to a winter day ? 

Pull down Your vanity, I say pull down ! 

A world of made is not a world of born 

I all alone beweep my outcast state 

and my eternal spring it shall not fade 

Some safer world in depths of wood embrace 

The stars move still with sound of glace 

And all he air a solemn stillness holds 

My ear is much enarmoured of Your silent notes 

What angel wakes me from my flowered bed ? 

Oh, You have killed my sleeping fairy-land 

I pray, You gentle mortal, sing again, 

I'm wandering 'till truth makes all things plain 

By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn 

so stay but here awhile most radiantly 

How glorious once above thy spear 

and all the air 

Heaven's matchless king does glance 

methoughts he is here...