Portraits

Portraits
Tales are what I am writing
Not so far from real things
Metaphors and myths I'm creating
to come close to the Truth
my only true friend
Melancholy captures
my heart is bleeding in pain as I realize
Truth is far away disparaged and disgraced
by a decadent age

"Fly up to the World-That-Is-Not
Use the fantasy in you
and feel no remorse
no matter the colour you are
just follow the call of your heart
and something will come..."
"Welcome to the World-That-Is-Not
Welcome to the Realm-That-Should-Be
Leave your hang-ups behind
free your soul to fly"
"Magic Kingdoms arise
just under your sight
Wander you no more
Oh, Noble Soul, you're at home"
"Les langues en ces lieux ont peu d'importance
Car on y parle l'idiome de l'âme souveraine
Le monde que tu vas découvrir maintentant
Est l'endroit où la Vérité demeure à jamias reine..."
"Fantasia, questa è la via
Alla tua magica terra natia
Nulla v'è che possa fermare
Di un'Anima Nobile il maestoso avanzare"
With wonder and with might
Your Soul is filled when you pass by
The crystal tower where the Queen of Marillion awaits
your coming

A young boy's riding fast
Just beyond the Border of Stones he's gone
There the Ancient Abbey is ready to open its gates to Harlin
A ship is docking now
To a wooden mole near a foggy ground
soon Angisha will have a new Prince fighting for
the glory of Darkness
The Necromancer's back
In his tower that was a tavern
A new meaning now Detah will have,
as Omega Preacher has awaken.
Tales are what I am writing
Not so far from real things
Metaphors and myths I'm creating
to come close to the Truth
my only true friend
Melancholy captures
my heart is bleeding in pain as I realize
Truth is far away disparaged and disgraced
by a decadent age
"Fly up to the World-That-Is-Not
Use the fantasy in you
and feel no remorse
no matter the colour you are
just follow the call of your heart
and something will come..."
And something will come..."