• Burning my nightmare
    I cannot go back there
    the chain of my love is connected
    distorted by the burning flames
    the desire to reach up high
    higher than the descendant skies
    caught up in a cage
    yet burning like a flame
    a beauty like a white flower inside a pattern
    holding into the heart of darkness
    being white as flawless
    when the door of paradise opens
    and the song of heavens is perceived
    your bad intentions is nothing but part of this sorrowful world
    sleeping while painting a dream that will never be played
    tempting thee resembling the snake of Eden
    unleashing darkness out from sinning desires
    the real desire lays within a broken hope
    parting away from a broken dream..
    as everything becomes clear
    a way of help is also perished
    disturbed feelings engraved within me
    just remembering your hate makes me in agony
    granting an eye to embrace the sorrow of the world ..
    future, present, past its all the same pattern
    change your reality into paradise
    chase your happiness as you never pass
    the memory of you makes me hate you
    as I listen to the real intentions you had already given..