Body hunched over a bed
Trembling and sweating against the covers
She is trying her hardest to mend
The painful memories overwhelming her
Memory after memory
Traumatizing her completely
Into a coma in which she walks around lifelessly
Thinking of absolutely nothing
But what had been done to her
But what had happen to her

If someone would listen to her heartbeat
It speaks of the songs of heaven
Her eyes would seek for the light of the sun
Her hands would feel the touch of the love
Why would she hide all that under those covers?
Maybe, maybe those covers are the burden of the memories

I have heard the heartbeat
Felt it
It was racing
But then I wonder
Heartbeat rises in joy or in fear.
Sorrow and happiness does the opposite.
so I wonder why does she fear..
What has been done to her....

In case, she had to finally uncover herself
And now, the songs have been changed to the angry bulls trying to **** their own masters
The eyes were searching for a place to escape
And the hands were ready to **** anyone in defence
Why would she **** anyone to save herself?
Or she is scared of getting hurt?
Maybe she wants to save her loved ones!
Is that fear? Or is it vengeance?

Vendetta is fight against the world
In it u look for the world around you
Keeping a watch on things
Not hide into oneself
Is it really vengeance...I wonder

Sometimes it’s a fire burning in her eyes as if everyone is going to turn into ashes
And sometimes it is the ocean, which will take you with the flow
There is rush, there is peace, i feel she carries the whole universe within herself

Somebody said there is a whole universe even in a tiny atom
And somebody said universe is a reflection of the imagination
So I wonder what made her universe
What makes it grow fire and water in her eyes.
I wonder what has been done to her

lets fly,
high above the sky,
Lets try,
Even if we Die.

The time is ripe,
I am ready to wipe,
You from my heart,
throw away this part.

So baby lets start,
and aim this dart,
in the dark night,
and hope for the light.

Hey don't fight,
This is not right,
It will make you hurt,
wipe you like dirt.

I know you are alert,
Stubborn in your heart,
but remember i am the god,
You shrug, or you nod.

I am your god,
you are my ward,
So hold my arm,
and fire this charm.

Together lets make it warm,
Fly in a swarm,
Lets give it a try....
**Even if we Die...........