by a tree

There he is sitting by a tree
interpreting his own dreams
all the apples mature there
streaks of colour in his hair
I'm the tear running down his skin
I'm in the air surrounding him
He's so drunk on fantasies
he might not remember me
curse the ordinary pace
change the function of this place
I hope that he dreams again
that I'm the conscience in the rain

D'aak and Monuzamog 01

When Lord Monu’zamog conquered Enda Hweleh, the only City of Iykr, a heavy silence was cast over the plains, and the song of the winds commanded by elemental spirits, ceased to echo.

The rocks gazed at the eternal sky and the depths of the earth communicated no more secrets through the soil to the creatures that crawled on its skin.
The Gaa Galw, great desert was put to sleep and the dull waters of the great Lake Tementeshwa, splashed gently upon the yellow sand of the shores of Enda Hweleh, the last resort of the people of Mehenin that had come to this place, aeons ago for causes that were now almost forgotten. 

The folk had not disappeared; but they were now ruled by Monuzamog; the Archon who had travelled through space, to claim this seemingly empty planet. It is said, that he was a true descendant of Bo, the force who ruled the chaos before the Son of Suns came to defeat him; though it was thought until now, that when he fell, there was nothing left of his legacy.

There was nothing too unusual about the Archons appearance; he was not a reptilian monster or an insect king; he was not unlike any anthropomorphic creature; though in the long gone time of humans, he would be classified as a demon or an angel; by the folk of this realm he was seen as something similar to themselves; for the people of Iyakareh, were not quite like mankind. They might have descended from mankind or mankind might descend from them, sometime when time is blurred and cyclical. They might have been related in some direct or more indirect way; but there were differences between the two races that were most fundamental.

Monuzamog was not an evil master for in his purest essence he knew no evil. And he was not good either, because he knew no good. Those concepts were foreign to him as he himself would have been to humanity if ever he encountered it. Monuzamog was fact, knowledge, and time. Time so old, time so vast, a kind of time inconceivable by mortals; his existence made of different substance. Monuzamog was tranquil; and his tranquillity was what was brought by him and it had enveloped the land. Monuzamog was not hated, nor did he hate the people. The people were not enslaved. But he did as it pleased him to do. And so he was Lord of Iyakareh, ruling silently in the Lone City.

He had a palace, of pale coloured stone, whose simple halls, with tall pillars and huge windows were filled with constant morn-like light, and blessed with the air that was clean and came as a breeze from the Galw.

It had always been serene here. Long before he came. But it was as if built especially for him. As if his arrival was predicted, or as if a long time ago the idea was sent as a dream to the architects perhaps, by him, on purpose.
There were some creeping plans on certain columns and arches, but the place was mostly devoid of vegetation. There were spacey balconies and in the centre of every one of the main chambers there was a small bowl of odourless incense balanced on a cylindrical stone in the middle of the room, always burning.

There was almost no furniture, and were there was fabric it was thin and white and flowy.

The palace was a place of humble, almost ascetic regality by appearance. It was the home of Monuzamog and his generals.

Interdimensional

I take a breath of living air
As I melt into the floor
I keep forgetting my own name
As I'm being drunk by gods
I am spinning in the void
In a cosmic hurricane
out of flesh and out of time
"We are merely travelling"
I can see a million worlds
I have been the fractal mind
Everything I dream is true
I'm inter-dimensional.

You make me wonder.

The world is of a weight that is too heavy
The sky is of a colour that is dark
The stuff of thy dead wisdom was too bright

The skin of this being is too thick
The matter and the substance there to trick

I do not fall upon you by your gravity of thought
I do not play with you because of your benign aproach
If I indeed prey on you it's for the poison in your blood
 that makes you doomed.

And I do stare at you for the sickness that is there
As you have taken measures for my earth to remain bare
I do not feel pity for the weakness that's in you
I do not fear the words that you have claimed to be true
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Sometimes they make me wonder,
if I'm true.
Sometimes they make me die
Sometimes they burn my flesh
Sometimes they stab me in the eyes
Sometimes they rip my guts out
They amputate me, oh.

But I must love them all
I cannot be untrue
They haven't changed at all
They're wearing various masks
As they all did before
I wouldn't dare ask why

I wish you knew

I wish you knew, oh I wish you knew
that you're the one I sing for
While all the stars fade into day
While all the clouds they travel.

I wish you knew, I wish you heard
that you're the one I miss so
you are the breath that meets the breeze
and all ends when it's over.

You are the light that death has not
and I might never have you
...for What is Not, is my only friend
and it will surely have me
...for absence is my only state
and longing is my nature

I wish you knew, I wish you heard
that you're the one I sing for.

the spring

my heart is left outside
crying with the wind
and all the green meadows
are crying for him

my soul is left outside
a seed in the spring
and all the young clouds
are caressing him

and I know he's happy
and I feel content
but I am the old day
and I have to forget

and I am the old night
and wish him the best
but my love keeps growing
and I cannot rest

the light

I kneel to praise the light
and give it to my foes.
Upon this only shore
I found relief and hope
The wave it grows again
this time to take me in,
delivering me to where
I always should have been

sky

Aren't you the sky?
Vastness all above.
Quiet and divine.
Aren't you my love?
Beauty in mere flesh.
Man and beast and fiend.
You have me knelt before you
Death was but a dream.

You have my toil and hardship,
enslaved me to the world
You have my adoration
You've ceased the loss of hope.

Invitation

Take my last feeling
and make it last forever.
Take my last thought
and make it yours forever
Stay before I'm lost
and immortalise me.
I'll give you all I've got.
Just bless me with your presence.

My impossible love.

You are a pleasure to the senses
and I long for you.
You are a source of inspiration
and I long to feel you someday.

Do you know what it's like to be trapped
down under the soil that you stand on?
Do you know what it's like to be lost
in the air that sustains you?
Do you know what it's like to hide
above the sky that enfolds you?
My love, my impossible love...

Azaar

When I stood all alone
before the black mouth of the Abyss,

they cowered and they fled, away, 

and that didn't make me feel like I was a hero

and you don't know, and you could never possibly imagine
What I went through before the black mouth of the Abyss.

Toxic Wasteland

2345 AD
...
Brother! Spare me a sip of water!
We've never had such awful  an experience before.
We always knew those times would be coming
The days of pain and hunger, and we've got nowhere to go.

Brother, this wasteland is polluted.
there are no signs of humans
but those slain by our own hands.
Brother, the vultures look mutated
Our friends were amputated
And we are really nothing.

Ede yarda zanj examn.

Ade tmwqrite temdasawr kaihen na ede yarda zanj examn.
Ade deymdu nahame gui nee antatubun, uam.
Zbun atu ye atu ade ina banea name.
Nuhetu zad ame iya qdu em mwtun nayiira yet em rua yet raaq, enek ina em Iyakaru.
Ade uhjexea em damtyiiz Tarvaqari ye em canui Temnitecva.
Ahaylemk cax ye ahoon yoohurea na xamn ede, ma ayoo ecanui zqwoyea na ede hetaaq.
Em Tohuga Galw baagn ogudea ma eyvea na Xeues enek di ina okea inan meg.

Ndeye il zanj

Ndeye il zanj
Ogra nee zanj
mwilr ye mwn
murk ewoor
Ooya edaao
tcieu amwa eza'oo

Ade danguiya
ukoz eal dvem

The Brothers Of Nemak

-Eie kazen mucdez yiya eNemak?
-Ayaq ye'e, ayaq ye'e o demun!
-Zo aon eie?
-Em galw ketudaiya son roa.
Amio dangudaiya oy nahroon ar,
kazen mwn mucdez yiya eNemak o ed zanj
Ayaq ye'e, ayaq ye'e o demun.

Ina yea beqn.

There was no time before my birth (Rah Iyakareh version)

Ina yea beqn dare ede ban

Ka'oon ba zbun megcahu oy'o ie
Ma gzan kaihen yet za'oo bwgudas
Amwtun baagn botas ire

Gzan zqwoy ar ketas na ede wrui eb

Ade ias il ngerda buihet

Ias inhetzooga nid ka'oon
Ade inbun nica ious.

Gzan yôhurda nîn sogas na ede noon nil
ede ircah botous baagn
Nui ingham niu nadoon metyg
nagurda ku za'oo rommwm.

Merdan Amid

Merdan amid ame hûgu
Bevbenanz na rai yumben
A dux be'in suz somr ie
zo eme theue muc dez
ade aloc oy eme mimb iem
Ad zo huik ud eme emqaud
Kayrda mag ud boh ini maen
Nun eyzc mun di irhagw iem
Nun yarda un eme megaq iem

Yam/Sleep

...Yezc ye mwn cen udde
ade dehm ina nor
Tahlemwr nah al,
de zquoy iem bor...
____Mowu deywr na ka'ôn ye yamwr.
zo zâr siz de hakaswr em wda
Inja mun zanjadal, njunasawr na nôg
Ihied enras, siz de jewas denwad.____
I just want to shut it all down, and sleep
in darkness until I wake up in the sky
Maybe with company, to take my pain away
How long will it take, until I find myself

Ametyg( The star )

Ametyg, ametyg

a donma metyg
a metyg, em wda
em zâr wd aluye
Aluye, atawn
ametyg em zâr wd
em za'ô matanuy
ah oy ev aluye
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Eal emz oy ede neh
Eal nîn oy muc wôr 
A nda'an em wd zad
nagur na zmwr kmw de
Amurk, amurk, a ini murk adeyem
adeyem, awôr,a muc wôr adeyem,a donm aluye ede cen ede ye,
em za'ô matanuy ah oy ev, aluye. 

The beast and other things

There is no meaning to the world
there is no meaning to it all
Hope keeps me here. Hope never ends.
And If i could i'd change myself
Id turn myself into a beast
and i would never have to think
of things like hope of things like peace
nothing would be of value
Because value wouldn't be.
Hunger and thirst would animate me
and so would wrath for other things
I would defend myself against them
I'd be a body, I'd go on.
A soul of different quality
My blood would boil no more
_____________
So many things disturb me
I cannot shut them down
The many things that make me
everything that I've done
I wanted to erase them
To fall into a void
But I don't have the power
to grow on empty soil
___________
The house is made of walls
and space is made of objects
War is made of weapons
Peace is made of ideas
and I am full of guilt
Which grows when bad things happen
and all i ask for is an end
the end is made of nothing.
time is made of events
and blindness made of darkness
and hate is made of feelings
and water's made of drops
and anger's made of fire
and fire's made of flames
and flames are made of colour
and coulour made of light
and light comes from the sun
the sun the lord and maker
the only thing of beauty
who decides that I can Be.