Bethlehem

Produced from the maelstrom of neglection
my nocturnal prayer died away
in the unreality of a never ending happiness
My prayer...?
Died away in eternity!
If there's live before death
it's not for me
who spreads his dark cold pinion
over the eternal silence
of a gnawed frosty winter landscape
My prayer...?
Died away in eternity!
The answer of the mystery
which is put into my hands
is the unholy property of a
longest forgotten insufficiency