I'm breathing the rain at dusk  As I am tasting bitter burial silence.  My soul is cold and weeping like a  Grim and misty black autumn night.    I gaze at flowers fading to dust  And bearing the ashes - the seeds of the moonlight  Eternity steps on the fields of desires  Awakening the roots of sharpened sword's bride.    Guided by tears of clouds  I'm wanderer sharing their dreams and fears  Watching whatever my eyes can see  Seeking whatever I find.    Ravens bring dusk on their wings  Followed by night then fresh morning dew bears  Day while I'm going to place where I  Will end my fettered soul's cry.    Exhausted by constant  Following blind eyes sight  While breathing road's dust  I search for place  That on this endless plain  Will be worthy of ceasing my way.    I approach the hill  With the shining mist on the top and  Golden steps leading there,   Threading on them  As I enter this mist I see  Couch prepared for me.    Like storms on great seas calm down once  Turning themselves into froth kissed by evening breath  Tired I stop on my path  To escape from the load of eternal way seeking.    On the bed surrounded by light  That covered it like a gorgeous dress  Feeling the nearby night  I lay myself to start my rest.    As I awakened from my sleeping  I saw three chains of gold on me  Surrounded by white creatures gripping  My hands to put the cross in...     Blood was washing my teeth in flesh  Of angels as I was breaking the chains,   Day became night as I left this place  With thunder roaring around,     My gaze caught only shadows of black,   The eye blowing black consuming the mind  At the same time caressing my skin  With the waves of songs by night.    Trees on my way were pressing  Nails into my naked arms and dry  Grass under feet seemed to me  Sharper than sword.    As salty sweet of tears was seasoning  The taste of blood drops on my tongue  In the pits and the mists of my soul  I've found the road...   ... of glory and pain.