This autumn feels like funeral to me

The longest song of grief

And not for what has passed

But for what shall last

Exhausted nature is so tragic and suicidal!

Oh how spectacular she is when she kills herself!

Death throes are slowly crawling to her toes

As the last leaf is falling off her head

I'm here with her undressed

With a few petals on my breasts

We shared opiates and let the landscapes do the same

I love your warmth but yet prefer to sleep in cold alone.

We fixed our eyes up to the sky

To see a flight send us farewell

Goodbye!

May we see each other next time

So please, come back to celebrate this festival of life!

Then as now fly!

Today you reached the point of no return

Now cry! And then die!

Tomorrow I will meet you with your cells restored

Annual tradition of mass destruction

In the name of total reconstruction

My biggest source of confusion

The reason of decay and disillusion

Under permanent ice we found a breathless paradise

No, we're not dead

No, we're not dead

Just enjoying coma

From the ashes of my roots the new me will rise to live again

This is poetry of youth, this is poetry of me and you!

From the ashes of my roots the new me will rise to live again

This is poetry of youth, this is poetry of me and you!