Anotace: A psychothriller, so to say... Sounds quite nice with Scottish accent.
To Ashes (by Jan Elgroth Talvinen)
Opened my eyes, something's happened
Standing in an infinite space
The world's been scorched
To ashes erased
And by all that dull silence I'm deafened
All the old dust of history
Now's levitating all around
What's once lost, is never found
Again, is there hope?
Not in this cemetery.
The moment of silence before a storm
And storm of more quietness is killing me
Can't understand how this true could be
What am I?
Why'm I being torn?
Everything nice's an illusion
Why's home just a wet stone
Lovers a pair of alones
...In the end
There's just separation
The world is not... there's just a flow
of deceit that's about to be
An endless path of agony
Lies before me...
And I'm willing to go.