The Seventh Sunray Enlights My Pathway - Fragments Of Unbecoming

Restless I seek

For unfathomable spheres of invisible light

Sombre sources lead me astray

Allure me into the night

«The exhausted vagrant on his path to perdition»

Echoes of my past life I despise

The cycle of seasons on this surface motionless lies

Away — relieve me from the origin!

A breath — apart from smothering wilted skin

A celestial voice:

«The seventh sunray enlights your pathway

You feel drifted in a squall — a blast

Ascending from where sylvan meadows last…»