Loneliness is consuming me Solitude is the only road to salvation For the purist For the one who Excruciates a life time To die at ease For the one who Has an idea of happiness evolving in a nest
Madness sheltered in order Chaos ceased with institute Love meant being apart Freedom meant demerit of attitude
Free as a falcon Flew to spread the wings Not to reach a destination Roamed to feel the wind Not to discover a new dimension Explored the darkest nights Never let down by apprehension
I am a bad man with a good deed I will burn in heaven