Beu Ribe

Ode to Shadows of the Lights

Beu Ribe


... and yet you try to understand me 

born by your restless spirit 
I shall be a stranger to you 
Foreigner within the light 

Time is our executor 
Memories were our love 
And you were made by shadows of the light 

Our memories will be forgotten 
In the essence of eternity 
They will be kept in my soul 

May your promises be real 
May your love really exist 
May time not exist 
May my heart be wrong 
And may your lies weren't truth 

Anger, my dear father 
Whisper me feelings to the moon 
Despair, be my lover tonight 

I am the bastard son 
Of your horrid lies 
Morbid fury to the moon 

In the essence of eternity 
You will follow me 
As shadows of the light