Many things can be true
Depending on the lens you're looking through

Dead heads stare from the wall

one can't tell if their glassy eyes
hold the relics of past life
or the sadness of having lost it
to the fires of royal pastime

tiger eyes look pathetically pleading
for re-stitching the stripes on the bones
leopard head growls only in anguish
of his spots being soft spot for target
the open jaws of the croc
can't still swallow the stuck bullet
awed eyes of deer is yet to sense
the muzzle that ruptured its innocence
the jackals, birds, langurs, civets
all frozen in the suddenness of the ***** out.

The hunter's head peeps from a dusty frame
having got his place of pride
among his game.

Through the pain
Truth can be hard to see
In the pain
It can be hard to think clearly
Because of the pain
God is giving me
The desire to love others
For who they are
Not as they ought to be

had it run just straight
with no turn on either side
we all would surely fret
life is such a boring ride

life is so dully made
that's all we would say
the road is clearly laid
same looks every day

no bumps and no holes
sharp bends of surprise
the way blandly rolls
we don't fall and rise

thank god ain't so made
life has twist and turn
in search of what's ahead
we persist with the run.

I wouldn't get your love anymore
Babe, just smile at me one last time
I can't stop my tears from falling down
Just turn your eyes back to me one last time!

I don't want you to back to me
but don't get me wrong,
I don't want you to be next to me
Just listen to my song.
I don't want anything anymore
Just talk to me one last time!

I wouldn't see you at my door
at full moon night
You can go on your own way
I have no more fight
left in me, I know
I know I have no right anymore!

I have nothing to say
You do not need to stay
Do not need to stay close to me
My heart is broken but I can see
You're dreaming without me!

Do you have a heart or not
Do you have love for me or not
If you stay apart from me
Still then, have a good time,
Have a good time all the time.