The devil's time, its so true Cause it feels like hell trying to forget you Starving, but my heart is content With immoral flashbacks of the time we both spent
Holding the pillow tight, it hurts to think That my imagination pictures your perfectly until i blink Street lights shine from my room's windows **** my ***** mind for thinking of you with innuendos
Insomnia's to blame for what a disappointed heart did Selling your heart away as if it was some bid The clock carries on as the blankets feel lonely Useless are the promises you know were made solemnly
If Manifestations were not enough for our daily devastations For what an endless evil eye shall we look unto? Shall we woefully explore in the jungles of scared destinations In Oder to deep our feets into richdom, as we look up to.
Why all those indecent quest against the innocent ****** Had the panther not eager to pull the trigger What a fearable havoc could you raise? In spite of self insinuations against heinous crime.
Let's retain reliable personnel That could be needed to counsel, The rampant rampage revolving restlessly on the ground That had tamper Hamper against honest souls
Where were those insightful intelligentsias of the era? Had their thoughts not ought to hove Us unanimously in that fretted Shove (?) Which have been anchored in our ancestral shrine?
Let our deeds never be odious as a toad, Hence we were being mewed to be eliminated But the invincible creatures were future to lead And born to bear the threatening of the thunderstorm.