Silence After All
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Kiss of the knife 
Took spirit away from the altar of life,
Overturned all roads in dust
Left all copper and gold in the past

Overturned all paths into the void
Last scream will be covered by mold.

Veil of night will cloak the day,
Stains of stars light up the way.
Stars like blood-spots on skin,
Nobody looses and nobody wins.

Pulse of eternal existence 
Beating under outer crack.
No any chance for resistance: 
Everything [bad word] back.

Irretrievably lost forever
In his vapoury eyes,
Under the words ever – 
Vacant and hollow ice.

There are lees to every wine
There is sentry for every crime
There is fuss for every fault
There is silence after all…

The sun and the moon are eyes of the sky. 
We can make them laugh, we can make them cry
But sand in watches falls letting out a wail
Time will take them and carry away

Lost in reflections of mirrors in mind, 
Speechless in desert, you walk like a blind

Whenever we pray 
Our souls are burning for our deeds

And the only we say – 
That we all could but failed to do it anyway.

Branches of spirit are touched by greenfly, 
High in the sky inaudible sigh.
Liquid reality is infinite in Her flow
And world melting away in the sunset's dying glow

When only the sun will touch your eyes
New lands of spirit will rise up from the dust,

And rays of hopes will scatter clouds of vice –
This all just tries to pull you through snares of the past
Jumping up into the sky then getting down to the ground

 [bad word] around in the bound
Creeping, breaking, floundering to fall
To meet the silence after all.