Ode

Тито Варкентин
My purple heart
Pandora’s chest
Preach on my knees
Give me some rest

My shaman’s pipe
Circle of stones
My only pride
Doomed, needless crones

You’re all I have
You’re all I hate
And not at least
My only fate

My gallows pole
A kindles shot
Not in my veins
But in my heart

My strangling fear
Give me a breath
You killing me
You make me blessed

Serenity
A hurt shaped drug
Health send by god
Or Satan’s plague

The music‘s still
Your only friend
In darkest hours
Till the end