Necromancer Poem by Dan Uriel

our soul is a special miracle
warm rainbow in the autumn night
this has never been seen before
I create a separate world for myself
because my life is like a drop in the sea
and the distant planet is all humans
who only has desires and dreams
sorrowful inhabitants are weeping
just a few thoughts go crazy

those measured blooms
though eroded by the winds of space
the fresh of an orbiting planet, my soul
hand of God in ancient pine forests
so every branch at dawn when it rises
the serious sun too, shining brighter
like a rotten willow, he crouches sadly
to an icy stream on the banks of the frost

caresses tormented their hearts in a dream
and as a night-opening aloe-flower
in the garden, they kiss lying around
the moonlight on it as if in a garden
or the sun's rays if you stumble in front of you
that a hundred intoxicants celebrate merrily
they sprinkle strength or blind intoxication
moonlights on a planetary soul