O' My lord of infinite layers,
You are the house upon I am built,
The self, that is I, is the echo of your's,
No more I can be, losing myself at ends,
I search for the path, enlightenment hails,
It is the line between all the extremes,
You, O' my lord Mara, the self-ego of me,
Dragging me to the extremes of my mind,
No more, no more, the land is my witness,
You are the illusion of my witted mind,
Let myself go of the idea of I, at last,
Let whatever is left, be at peace, at once.

All in the darkness,
Just a small speck of light,
So long and far,
It had haunted the traveler,
Nothing to see, nor nothing to feel,
What can you do,
With a speck of light?

For some who had seen it,
Called it the God, and some,
Who chased it like a fine wild goose,
Yet, none had ever bothered to touch,
But, those who wanted that are,
Gone beyond the edge, for,
Their path got illuminated already.

I am standing on the edge,
Nowhere else to turn,
If I fall, will you catch me along,
There's a storm raging in me,
Without a place to hide, plain,
It will destroy me, it will **** me,
I will fail where my destiny ends,
There is no point of breaking it,
As the light goes out at the sunset,
I have seen it all blindfolded,
There's one thing I must do,
There's a butterfly in the cage,
Before the storm hits me,
I must risk everything I could,
The cage must be broken,
So could the butterfly frees away,
Then the storm can catch me all,
Everything's gone in that instance,
My smiles, my face, and existence,
The sandstorm will wipe it from the land,
There's no more self to suffer,
I will take refuge in the fall, but,
How do I know, how do I will,
From my downfall spiral,
Would you catch me at all?

There once was love and life,
Deeply bounded in you,
What could I do without both,
There is no wind, there is no air,
I could not breathe without you,

For all that, there's always an end,
But your love never saw such mend,
In your eyes, In your voice,
I could only see a blooming trend,

There was lore, there was a prophecy,
You were an angel from the sky,
I was just a kid, who looked upon above,
Saw such a wonderful delight,

There one was love and life,
Deeply bounded in you,
I could not see any day or night,
That's revolving around me,
For, I am blinded by your love.

Waves are crashing against the mountain’s feet,
As the sun fades deep in the horizon’s plate,
The time is plunging into the darkness’ right,
Clouds and sky are black all alike,
Eternal spots of starry heaven are all alight.

Do not fear for the darkness all around,
Rage, rage into the night without abound,
Edge of the night shall fall again,
Far, far away, in the horizon’s end,
Anew sun shall rise again.

All that is covered in the shadow and mist,
Grey spanned meadow and land ahead,
Withered are all, ice that covers the past,
Thousand bodies and souls buried in the land,
Red is the snow now, reminds us of that.

Moving ahead, far beyond one’s limit,
So much death, so much pain,
All that endured here was in silence,
When your opponent is nature’s might,
What can you do for such reckless hate?

One by one, the count was lost,
There was no hope for the sun’s rebound,
When you tell the story of us,
Remind them of the cruelty suffered,
Not that of nature, but of the mind of men.

Do not hold the breath so long,
For the time may never turn it back,
Do not let the dream to slide,
For you may end in the land of the dead,
Do not let the life divide,
For what death could join together,
Do not seek the truth so hard,
For it may hit you stronger than rock,
Do not cry for help so bad,
For the devil may come to save you all.

Golden colored morning,
Gleaning grasses so green,
So much sharp those blades of grass,
Filled those fields so high,
Birds are playing flutes with fun,
Harmony mixed in the air,
Cherries have blossomed in the scene,
Now they are all looking pink,

Walking through them like,
Paradise born and bred,
But for how long those green had stayed,
It was just a dream, always a stream,
Nonetheless, a beautiful dream it was,
But where is the field now,
With all those greenish blades,
Glittering rays of the sun,
A blueish span of the ocean,

Had it shone through eternity,
Now it all seems like a broken seed,
No more dreams with colorful grasses,
No more glittering sun,
Birds with fun are all but gone,
Pinkish blossoms dried,
I can close my eyes once again,
But all are black and void,
I have lost the touch of thee,
For this might be the end of eternity.