Firebird

What people naively called love,
What they were looking for, the world has been stained with blood more than once.,
I hold this wonderful Firebird in my hands.,
I know how to catch her, but I wont tell others.
What are others, what are people to me! Let them walk along the edge,
I know how to look beyond the edge and I know my bottomlessness.
What is in the abysses and abysses, I know forever.,
Bliss laughs at me where others are in danger.
My day is brighter than an earthly day, my night is not a human night.,
My thought trembles vastly, escaping into the beyond.
And only souls who look like me will understand me.,
People with will, people with blood, spirits of passion and fire!