Silence makes Noise (Eternity - The Mood) - Vesania

Heartbeat arrhythmic

Dusk, warm melting dusk

Large room immensely high

All around crowded porcelain

Charming figures of glass

Ballerinas shepherds popes

Alchemic dreadful spells

Wild formulas of the sorcerers

Magical triangles

Little green drowned man

Old brown big leather-bound books

Stuffed birds

The swords long double-edged

And the gorgets of gold

The bats, withered roses

Memories of childhood

Voiceless broken flutes

The devils, the saints, the clowns

Dismal regiments of toy soldiers

Awkward silhouettes of stone creatures

Humdrum litanies of drunk-eyes gods

Agamous devout knights in steel

Paper masks and white flowers

Dirty paintings blurred

Amongst all those

Slender shape of limp old man

Playing the clavicord

Old yellowed clavicord

Playing incessantly eternally

Persisting the immortal smile at white lips

Immersed in the soft reverie

Of this warm evening

And the odd crowd packed all around

Is listening still

Nobly

Subtly