Shooting Stars

The last clouds are gathering above
Their strength is furious no more
He spreads the wings of the machine
To catch the wind they start to throw
And operating from the top
He took them all under his wings
To pass the desert sea below
And so they ride the breath of wind
A lightning broke the line of night
And then a thunder set the tone
But none of them remembered how
They used to terrify before

The water plunging from the sky
Changes consistence right away
From liquid now it turns to ice
Cold needles flying constantly

But there’s no landing spot below
The desert sea looks dangerous
A vast landscape of nothingness
The proper place for threats to grow
A distant island in the sight
Coming to shape before their eyes
With every lightning that erupts
Like fire pouring from the sky
And in the middle thrones a fire
Breathing the now so rarely air
It sends a weird invitation
There is the place they have to land

With every needle he endures
Cold icicles shiver his spine
That island must be reached somehow
Gathering strength he holds his life

It siphons breath away from him
This rain was send to hold them back
Slowly, to desert they descend
The island still being so far

Labyrinth

We stopped again to take a rest
This everlasting night is messing with our minds
The path we always knew elopes
And hides all passages amidst uncertain traps

We laid our camp into a glade
With grass unfurled under our feet
I’ve never seen this place before
These rocks are unfamiliar to me

We left the place refreshed and keen
We are now following the guiding trees again
At least we see the destination peak
As it arises stronger and darker through the air

And we emerged into a glade
With grass unfurled under our feet
I think I’ve seen this place before
These rocks look so familiar to me

I lost the number of the days
I lost my way and my ability to lead
I’m like a fish inside a pond
Palsied, unable to remember how to swim

And we emerged into a glade
With grass unfurled under our feet
I think I’ve seen this place before
These rocks look so familiar to me

The purpose rises in our minds
It gives us strength to walk the forest’s labyrinth
The mountain hums and calls my name
Providing maps to find the passages through mist

And we emerged onto a plane
With grass unfurled under our feet
This is the place we had to reach
And down below we feel the sea

Four Heroes

Born from earthquake
On the last drought the world knew
Life inspired
By the lines the mountains drew
Inside – stillness
The ideas never seep
Outside – greatness
An inspiring leadership

Born from the wind
Easy as the falling leaves
Walks in shadows
Common eyes won’t catch a glimpse
Fast as thunder
Running faster than its prey
Sharper senses
Always help him find his way

Born from sea storm
Grown up on the giant wave
All day swimming
At night resting in a cave
Proved much stronger
Than the spirit of the priest
Mother water
Is the nature of his will

Born from hell’s fire
He erupted in a myth
Not compliant
To the rules of deep beneath
Full of vigour
Like the spreading of a storm
Full of anger
For the realm which gave him form

The Council Of Elders

The sun now wears a mask, we cannot see his face
He sends no light to us, we lack his worm embrace
The world, it feels so cold, this night will never end
We cannot even hunt, all of our senses dead
The nature starts to die; we feel it in the air
The pressure seems to rise, he doesn’t even care
All water turned to ice, how can we even hope?
All of our history is running down the slope
The cycles are reversed and everything is changed
The beings are confused, they’re acting very strange
We’ll soon run out of food, we’re running out of air
Our world is dying fast, he doesn’t even care

We have to act somehow; we need to find a way
We cannot sit and wait and watch it slip away
It might be late by now but something must be done
We have to force our wits and come out with a plan

We gathered here this day, the eldest from our town
All hope is turned on us, we cannot let them down
God put us though a test, his will we cannot ask
We have to raise our head and overcome this task

But we are old by now; we do not have the strength
The quest is toilsome; we cannot run its length
Four heroes we must call, they have to fight for us
They have to travel north, and do whatever must