Kain's Advice - Diorama

It’s the feeling I won’t anchor here

No rest impatient flood

A cowards´ flight has turned to strolling walk

Or even pure attack

Still death is our rescue

But not this one — never this one

As apparing this end may be Its caused grief is real heavenly and cruel

These smile-evoking silent lips

Will never speak a word again

Forgive me Could this drama end dazing drama end finally

All your miracles shining miracles illusory

I couldn’t listen to even hear your promised lullaby

Angels wings are gone angels wings are gone I’ll never

fly…

Still kept in motion still operating

Scuff at the puppet

Far too late I severed like Kain from guilt

Flying from pale dreams

I was wrong

It’s the feeling I won’t anchor here

Follow now and drown like a stone

In a mental world cursed humanity

Reach for water like for gold

too late now

Father never took father never took advice from it Brother started to brother started to deny the deeds

I couldn’t listen to even hear your promised lullaby

Angels wings are gone angels wings are gone I’ll never fly

I’ll never fly