The abyss of memories

 

 

 

The old man song

In the irksome grass he left his footprint

Dazzled by the sunlight, his shadow spread on the field

Now he’s here, on the rock, confident he comes up stretching out

The abyss is deep, beneath the roaring sea presses

It has slowly dug into the reef, it seems relentless on him too

But it has now lost his erosive power, it has lost…

 

Throws a stone in the jaws of the underlying lamb,

The echo reaches him but he doesn’t listen

Restless he peers into the gorge

Like a headlight in the fog he sees it

In the gorge some lights but no movement

No sound is heard but the flowing of the waves

 

The red-hot sun shines over his head,

The streaming sweat outlines the shape of his face,

The body is old, the mind tired, but his eye is shining

It shines with never fading light

It will go out with the last grains of the sandglass

He will row towards that glittering light at the horizon

Towards the sun, carried by the stream, caressed by the wind

 

 

 

La canzone del vecchio uomo

 

Tra l’erba uggiosa lasciava la sua impronta

Abbagliato dalla luce del sole, la sua ombra si stendeva sul prato

Ora è qui, sulla roccia sicuro si affianca sporgendosi

Il baratro è profondo sotto il mare scrosciante preme

Nel tempo ha scavato la scogliera, sembra che neanch’esso gli dia tregua

Ma ormai ha perso la sua forza erosiva, ha perso…

 

Getta un sasso nelle fauci del sottostante agnello

L’eco lo raggiunge ma lui non lo ascolta

Irrequieto scandaglia con la vista l’anfratto

Come un faro tra la nebbia riesce a vederlo

Nella gola si intravedono delle luci, ma nessun movimento

Non si ode alcun rumore solo il fluire delle onde

 

L’arroventato sole splende sulla sua testa,

il copioso sudore ne delinea le forme del viso,

il corpo è vecchio, la mente stanca, ma l’occhio brilla

brilla di una luce mai affievolita

si spegnerà appena finiranno i granelli nella clessidra

quello scintillare lo guiderà a remare verso l’orizzonte

verso il sole, trasportato dalla corrente, accarezzato dal vento

 

 

 

Un tempo mai giunto

 

Speranzoso di ricevere calore da un raggio di luce

Nell’eternità avevo atteso il sorgere del sole

Non fui mai in grado di osservare le stelle per un’intera notte

Spaventato dall’oscurità mi accasciavo sul terreno

Colmo di lacrime morivo ogni notte

Dissolvendomi prima del rossore dell’orizzonte

 

Intrappolato nella danza del tempo rinascevo al tramonto

Speranzoso di ricevere calore da un raggio di luce

 

Un tempo mai giunto, un sogno mai sopito

Un desiderio mai avverato, un cuore mai rinato

La freddezza di questo corpo trafitto da un bruciante gelo

La bellezza di un’alba mai nata

 

 

 

 

L’abisso delle memorie

 

Dolci note di pianoforte accompagnano la mia marcia

come un requiem angoscioso tra la brezza

la spuma che con minuscole gocce bagna il mio viso

l’acqua scivola tra le gambe

il sussurrare del vento, la luce

l’orizzonte muore lentamente, il buio

un’onda trasporta i pensieri, un uccello vola via

 

il giorno che il mondo crollò…sognai

il giorno che il cielo nacque…morii

 

Nell’abisso delle memorie vagavo

Spoglio nella cruda realtà dell’essere

Naufrago nell’obliante mare

Uomo nel mio piccolo mondo

 

Dolci note di pianoforte accompagnano il mio cammino

Accarezzando melodie tra la brezza

Il mare come un tappeto si stende

L’acqua scivola tra le dita

Il bisbigliare del vento, il buio

Il fievole bagliore dell’orizzonte, la luce

Un’onda trasporta i pensieri…e volo via

 

il giorno che il mondo crollò…sognai

il giorno che il cielo nacque…morii

 

Nell’abisso delle memorie vagavo

Spoglio nella cruda realtà dell’essere

Naufrago nell’obliante mare

Uomo nel mio piccolo mondo

Nell’abisso delle memorie vagavo

Spoglio nella cruda realtà di un uomo

Naufrago nell’obliante mare

Essere nel mio piccolo mondo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ORDINARY MADNESS

 

Hypnotized in the middle of this chaos

In my veins runs the blood of a dying soul

Adrenalin flows breaking into my head

Like a thunder exploding in my flesh

Trapped in the whirl of human hysteria

I scream to the sky the moaning of my soul

Trapped in the whirl of human hysteria

I try to soothe the voices around

 

Suddenly all is black

No light in this abyss

Silence the only sound

Plunged in this deep darkness

 

When I found I had lost the guiding light

Swallowed (up) by a black miasma

When I tried to face the truth

I found a gun in my hand

When I found I had lost the guiding light

Swallowed (up) by a black miasma

When I tried to face the truth

I found a gun in my hand

 

While walking through a thousand bodies abandoned on the ground

I try to feel mercy for their souls

While I walk observed by a thousand eyes

I load the last bullet with butterfly wings

 

Streaming red in the middle of this haven

A slight smile in the corner of my mouth

While it opens its wings in the sky

Like a thunder it explodes in my flesh

Trapped in the whirl of human hysteria

I scream to the sky the moaning of my soul

Trapped in the whirl of human hysteria

I try to soothe the voices around

 

Suddenly all is black

No light in this abyss

Silence the only sound

Plunged in this deep darkness

 

When I found I had lost the guiding light

Swallowed (up) by a black miasma

When I tried to face the truth

I found a gun in my hand

When I found I had lost the guiding light

Swallowed (up) by a black miasma

When I tried to face the truth

I found a gun in my hand

I faded into (the) dust carried away by the wind

I faded into the darkness of my world

When I tried to face the truth

I found a gun in my hand

 

 

 

THE BEAT OF TIME

 

December, a light in the sky

A tear in the snow, the man in his sham

The pulsing of time, the wind on the earth

And we fade away…

October, the rust in the air

The mud at our feet, the grey in the sky

The beating of time, melancholy

And we cross the edge…

Crying for our own end

For our sons, for our mother

For the angels that fall, for the chill in our flesh

And we’re falling down

 

A dead leaf dances in the sky

A man on the cross prays for his life

November, the last flash of light

Walking on the thorns where I lay

Crawling in the ashes of our fathers

A man on the cross dies in his lies

September, the white in our eyes

The blue of the sea where I drowned

 

Trying to rise again from the ashes

To drink water from our fathers’ hands

Trying to die  in the flames

Holding on to our children’s hands

 

 

 

MISSING - part I: my words in the wind

 

Under the pale moon

I run after your shadow

Trying not to fall

To reach you tonight

I pray in silence under the candle light

In the breath of autumn

I dip my senses

Binding myself to you

Reaching you tonight

I pray in silence under the candle light

 

And it will rain forever

There are words in our hearts

Forever lost in the wind

And it will rain forever

I’ll never cry again

If the autumn breath

Will wisper you my thoughts

 

Floating in the air, dead leaves cradled by the wind are falling

While I watch you screaming to the sky

While I look at you kneeling on my tomb

 

 

 

MISSING - part II: midwinter’s dream

 

Slowly I’m losing myself in a midwinter’s dream

Slowly I’m trying to see the light at the end of the tunnel

I’m reaching the warmth of an ethereal hand

I’m getting up again from the shell where the flame died out

 

I’m facing the coldness of your words

I’m closing my eyes in the wind

I’m feeding on pain…and sadness

I’m facing the fear inside me

I’m closing your eyes in this oblivion

I’m feeding on pain...and sorrow

 

My life is fading away in light

Your dreams are sustaining me in this night

The candles are burning in the sky

I’m drowning in a sea calm and bright

And it will rain forever...there are words in our hearts, forever lost in the wind

And it will rain forever...if the autumn breeze will whisper you my thoughts

 

Slowly I’m dozing off in a midwinter’s dream

Slowly I’ve reached the light at the beginning of the tunnel

I’m losing myself in the warmth of an ethereal embrace

I’m closing myself up again in the shell where the flame died out

 

 

NEOGENESIS

 

Before the storm

In the mazes of an insane light, giving off a breath

Ashes in a child’s hands, tears in the eyes of destiny

Stardust in the air, mud on the body

Sirens singing, the melody of darkness

Stifling echo the rattles of suffering

Shadow in (the) emptiness swallows the light, sadness permeates the will

 

Bound in this dance we’re burning inside

Engulfing the light around, archetypal shapes of our being

Drunk with our uneasiness, lost in the crucible of life

Free in the tension towards the ego; we watch the flash

We drift away, ashes to ashes, dust to dust

 

The birth

When I reach the light outside I’m dead within

When I reach the light outside I want to shut my eyes

Frightened in my shell I put my hand on my chest

Frightened in my shell I learn to hate

 

Why have these fools turned their hopes on me

Why must I face their reality? Who has the power to judge?

Who has the right to condemn?

I’m nothing but a pawn in a desperate game

 

   Born from a fire in the sky

   I’m lost in the flames of restlessness

   Frozen in this night

   I cry in silence, in agony without end

 

Void

Instrumental

 

The death

   Born from a fire in the sky

   I’m lost in the flames of restlessness

   Frozen in this night

   I cry in silence, in agony without end

No light in the oblivious ocean of despair

No candle burning for my soul

My body run through with thorns, I my caustic being

I stream out in an agnostic symbiosis with nothing

Kneeling in front of the cross, cathartic

In the paradise lost of a neverborn dream

 

 

 

THE BUTTERFLY’S DREAM

 

Narcotize me, the flesh Is rotting

Hypnotize me, all around faceless men

Alienate me, I can smell your scent

Martyrize me, I’m the lamb o your altar

Swallow the light around us, we’re sleeping in the pod

Fade away the noise in the air, we’re becoming chrysalids

 

Expanding senses, epitaph of a new age

Misanthropic and raving, black hole in the sky

The image in the mirror, hypochondriac reflex

The chain in my heart, key of slavery

 

I limp in emptiness looking for a hold

The chill on my skin, the butterfly’s dream

I open my wings in the darkness searching for your eyes

Smell of frost and wet earth

 

Where? Where? Where is the light?

 

In the sky the sun is warming my soul

With the warmth you gave me

I’m trying to hang on to your dream

I’m trying to feel your breath

 

 

 

EXISTENZ

 

The alarm went off, the breaking point

The collapse of the system, In the reign of machines

Blow up from inside, run without turning

The weapon is behind you

In front of your face, inside your head

The drug in your veins, the blood in your eyes

The dream has begun, of your life

Open your mouth wide and start screaming

 

Fixed stare towards nothing, the colour…the forms

The breath suspended on a red line the colour…the forms…I exist

 

The body far from me, neurotic inside

Trapped in a cage, that’s sucking my life

The frozen paradise (is far away), rapes my soul

I’m crashing down, with thorn covered wings

Tear my heart out, the fire line

The prison of the flesh, the game has begun

 

Far, away from me…Far, away from me…

The sky has lost its stars

The snow is falling far from me

I don’t know what’s real anymore, symbiotic with the system

Scarlet roses in the white candour

Where’s the sun, where’s the moon, where am I?

 

Fading away in light, blazing in the darkness

I’m the sword that runs through my (own) body;

Not only part of a cybernetic soul

Fire in the sky, that clips my wings

Metamorphosis of the flesh in steel, my life like a weapon

Englobed in the chill of a body without soul, of a body without life

Fading away in the light, fire in the sky

 

CROSS IN THE SAND

 

CROSS IN THE SAND

Burnt and dehyrated we dragged (ourselves)

The warmth took our breath away retreating into ourselves

Our steps the only memory of our presence

Our faces expression of long suffering

Our eyes reflex of a vitreous dimming

Burnt and dehyrated we dragged (ourselves)

Under a bloody red sky, dying and frail

Sons of a world dripping with tears and screaming rage

 

Planted cross in the sands

Where sproud white roses and break the waves

Painted stars in the sky

Mirrors reflecting fragments of life

 

Fear, love, hate, joy, frozen feelings in our eyes

Fear, love, hate, joy, buried under a cross in the sand

In this widened time we bowed

Kneeling we gripped sand in our hands

Crying we listened to the sound of silence

In a circle our dreamer’s hearts died

 

In the middle of a wasteland we stifled

Unaweres, pawns of a neverending game

We had lost the faculty of hearing

the whispering in the silence

The sand was covering us through

 the dimmed glasses of an old sandglass

 

           VIAGGIO VERSO IL NULLA  

Ho attraversato oceani, ho affrontato tempeste

Vedendo scorrere i grani nella clessidra

Ho cinto il tuo corpo nei miei sogni

Dove giacciono i segreti

Trascinato dal vento, bruciato dal sole

 

Sono approdato nella terra di nessuno

Dove i miei occhi sono ciechi alla luce

Setacciando frammenti di memoria

Trovo la strada verso il nulla

 

Dimmi chi è la preda in questo gioco

Mi sento così solo e inerme

Quelle volte che i miei ricordi ti sfiorano

                        Mi rifugio all’ombra della tua anima

                        Per sentirti di nuovo mia

 

Sulla mia pelle il sapore del mare

Sul mio viso i solchi del tempo

Setacciando frammenti di memoria

Trovo la strada verso il nulla

 

Dimmi chi è la preda in questo gioco

Mi sento così solo e inerme

Quelle volte che i miei ricordi ti sfiorano

                        Mi rifugio all’ombra della tua anima

                        Per sentirti di nuovo mia

Mi sento così solo e inerme

Quelle volte che i miei ricordi ti sfiorano

                        Mi rifugio all’ombra della tua anima

                        Per sentirti di nuovo mia

Trascinato dal vento, volando via

 

L'ATTESA

La malinconia selvaggia m'impoverisce l'anima,

gli istanti imprigionano pensieri che si rivolgono

a te, ad occhi chiusi.

Cammino scalzo sulle macerie di un sogno,

ti rivedo ovunque ed il giorno non ha sapore:

tu sei l'ombra della mia solitudine.

 

Con il tuo nome chiamo il sole

che ha scalfito l'inverno del cuore

ed il gelo che adesso lo costringe a tremare

nelle notti insonni.

Vivo tra il desiderio e la pena,

            vivo di te, elemosinando.

 

Eppure non ti sento lontana,

       quasi ti ascolto:

la tua voce mi confonde, travolge le parole,

saccheggia le ore, mi manca.

 

L'attesa consuma i miei respiri,

i sorrisi si svuotano fingendo normalità.

Le mie labbra sanno di essere orfane

       delle tue e maledicono il tempo.

 

Ma per te attraverserò strade cieche

       sperando d'incontrarti,

frenerò le lacrime prima che mi scivolino

sulle guance, intreccerò le mie mani ai versi

per poterti ancora sfiorare, musa.