What if the heart
has lost its heart?

Long live Bangladesh
Long live!
Your nature is ever fresh
I believe...

O my country, I love you
Give me love,
Make me true,
O my clime, I do love you!

You're my motherland
You're my only soul
You're my only goal
O you're my right hand.

I learned with your love
You're lovely, you're a sweetie
I dreamed with your beauty
All I got, what you have.

O my land, I never scorn you
You're evergreen
You're my heaven
I always, always dream of you!

A life filled with games and fun
Excitement through criminal run

A dark soul with colorful hair
Psychotic laughter fills the air

Always wearing a sinister smile
A mad man that walks in style

Mentally ill and damaged heart
He mixes love and hate into art

Hidden anger in his laughter
Crying himself sick right after

Joys in killing innocent folks
A passion for blood and jokes

Confused because his past
He roams his childhood cast

Insanity puts him up and down
To live the life of a killer clown

A long time ago
A joker lived here
A long time ago
A fool lived here

The Joker struck the fool
The fool fell aghast
The Joker watched his tears
The fool was not crying

The fool struck the joker
The joker jumped away
The fool cried at his laughs
The joker was crying

A long time ago
The Joker has died
A long time ago
The Fool has cried

"Be careful who you call a King"**

All the romantic girls want a 'knight in shining armour'
All princesses want some noble king to sweep them off their feet
All the bad girls want a rebel who's mean with lots of green
Well... I'm all three

I want the joker
Who can outwit the knight in a fight with only his words
Who can make the king laugh with accents and gestures so absurd
Who can cause the rebel to cry and fly away like a scared little bird
I want the joker

I'm a poet
I need the joker to take away the sadness in the words I write
I need the joker to willingly fight for me with his own life
I need the joker to stand tall and proud, yet admit when he's not right
I need the joker to love me fully, unbiasedly and with all his might
I'm a poet

Knights are overrated
Kings are old and outdated
Rebels are deathly fated

Jokers are an eternity
Cause laughter can surely never die
Jokers are everything
Cause my heart will surely never cry