Beyond the light
we invoke demons
above the air
behind the wind
below the rain
I dispel the humming bird
Heavy, the heat is fleeing
colourful the spirits Beware!
The Knave never ends
translucent defiant
lost in broad daylight
an unreliable map
In whose eyes
the face in your mirror
grow old
while the world changed
We breathe glowing snakes
beside the spirits cold
I conjure the children about the clouds
Atone! The life will come again
to gather thoughts about the dream
The day is coming
flickering tired
trying to recall
a trace of sadness
For whose sake
the victim
leaves his home
trying to remember