Deep inside you
maybe I left a trace of light
in the night between the walls
not all the good people
nor all those you know
nor the flight from isolation
in which you retreat
(when despair erupts)
they're barely sufficient
in front ot raw power
limited and finite

deep inside you
passion is fractured
and what remains
and what doesn't exist
longing for death
desire for subsistence
yearning tor freedom
and a wish to bow to destiny
like on a tray

deep inside you
a thousand tambourines
fanfare from a distance
flags at halt mast
who are you mourning for my love
black signs on the face of your treasure
sorrow in words

once in life
I'll allow them to capture me a man
a man with a cold grip
and iron glance