Long forgotten the gods from heaven
We pray to the godfathers in hell
Wisdoms bind us to this sin full journey
Journey to this life, though we say
Scar full skin and an empty soul
I march on to the breaded truth
I see out there no one to hear
No one to hear my whispered tear
You may call me a mad man or a thief
In this world of sins you and I feed
No one chose us this road of life
It’s me and you who road abide
Eternity is a miss spell of truth we stand
We curse the bliss and obliged the grand
Stood for the paradigm by the grand
Then to realise, dogs are colour blind
To these strangers we nod our head
And follow his/her hollow dreams instead
The fight is over and we won the world
Never rouse to owns consciousness toll to toll.
29th January 2011
21:25
Sunday, March 13, 2011
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