From the recording Media In Vita
Media in Vita
I spend a night by your woods.
It was cold there and the pack so close.
But I merged in to your nature,
To find out what our life brings.
Its bonecrushing how silence speak anytime when I´m alone
And remember that I decease
Then I search for your water
I think its frozen, I have to descry.
Maybe I can see my reflection,
To remind me and to find vacuousness.
And I stand alone against your winter
I suspect your outlines just a bit.
Now I think its time for independence
And my burden is to find the way home.