Tonight I can feel the freshly cut trunk of the narra tree,
And it is oozing with a wonderful bright red substance,
That made me want to lick the sinful soul of immorality,
There's no escape but to shake my knees and shout without voice.

The fire that burns my skin is my only friend and listener,
And for that reason, seems like the soldier was about to do it,
To raise the white flag, to kneel down,
As the dark soul unleashed saying that I am still Alive!

I’ve been walking for a long time,
But I am not alone for I am with with pain,
I’ve been hiding for a long time,
But again, I am not alone for i am with tears,
I’ve been pretending for a long time,
But as I said, I am not alone for I am with  darkness.

And for those long times, I’ve been smelling the sweet nectar that oozes within my flesh, cut by the blades of my past.
Let me, oh please let me drink again that scarlet liquid elixir for my anxiety.
I just want to feel alive again, poor little boy.....

Those sharp knives made me bleed so much,
But don't you ever feel sorry for stabbing me that,
Because everything has its own revenge,
Your whole body was beeing mirrored.

I saw that, I saw what you did,
You're a brainless, stupid, narrow-minded idiot,
I'll be back soon, I'll be back to take off your life,
And when that day happens, I'll make sure you will never forget my name.....


You'll be surprised that the words that you used to **** me yesterday, will also be the lethal weapon that I'll be using for you tomorrow.

Say you last words, and I'll just see you in your greatest nightmare.

Hit me with your hardest punch,
Cut me with the sharpest stone,
Drown me on the deepest waters,
But still you will be surprised that I have double dose in pain.

With my blood all over my body,
With the gunshots on my head,
I will rise and let you see my death,
I will rise and let you see that I can, and I will.

But not all tears demands to be wiped off physically, most of it demands to be felt.

What if the moon disappears this night,
what if the star stops from shining?

What if I won't wake up anymore tomorrow,
what if my dreams turns into a nightmare,
what if I say to you that "I can't breathe",
What if this would be my last night?

Would there will be any changes?

When I talk to you, it means that I miss you,
But when I don't talk to you, it means that I'm waiting for you to miss me too.

not to talk isn't a sign of anger,
not to look isn't a sign of irritation,
going away isn't a sign of not going back at all,
it was all just the ways of preventing you to bleed because of me.