In my deepest consciousness
I want to forget
Whatever it is
Therefore i can be free
I’m elated
Give up everything
The memories

Telanjang bersebaran di permadani
Mencari memanisan di setiap bagian

Lekas sambar reremahan itu
Tak terhingga, Tak merasa
Perkasa namun serakah

Wahai Tuan-Ku, Sang Kekal
Apa Hamba orang lalai ?

Manis Hamba terasa sepai
Menanti Azab Sang Khalik

Kecacatan yang sempurna
Kekurangan yang ideal
Keheningan yang menggelegarkan hati
Kesetiaan yang abadi
Keimanan yang menyilaukan
Kecantikan yang menenangkan

Untuk-Mu, Lyra-Ku

What is power ?
Is it position ?
Is it wealth ?
Is it desire ?
Is it influence ?
Is it tangible ?

From polyarchy to panopticon
Finally get habitus
No one can ever describe it
Unless you have a dose of those diseases

I have smile, used to be
I have hopes, used to be
I have dreams, used to be
I have faith, used to be
Used to be, i have you, Camellia

What i have right now is betrayal and paradoxes
Loneliness is my morning
anxieties is my night

I’m the Lonely Guy

Psstt...
*** bim bam
Rawr roar ruwr

Beep boop biip
Bzz booing bssst

There’s a whisper
“You’re weak, disgrace, a failure”
Von Gogh ?
Tesla ?
Napoleon ?

Wondering...
I finally understand
I really do
Maybe its true

We were really dead when no ones remember us even blood still flows in our body