Lost in the translation of your actions
That show the feelings you hide
But hide their flawless perfection
Cause you were so admired by them all
The king of the game, the one that never falls
Despite your strength, your power to never flop
One look at her and your legs went numb
Your heart raced for her more than it ever did before
More than the time you ran till your legs went sore
Your goal was to win her, make her yours
It's not about winning the game anymore
Cause it's in her love that you were meant to fall.
Every time you hear her voice, it's your name she calls
Suddenly, shouts of a cheering crowd  mean nothing at all
You try to be strong but it's your heart she stole
You let her get away
Take your ardor and fly away
"She's the blessing i'm lucky to behold"
You say
"Whenever she's in sight, my eyes they turn gold"
You praise
She's the treasure that made me explore
The beauty of her world, making her so innocent and pure,
The kind of perfection that makes her to-die-for
While she grants you the pleasure of being the one she adores
Her grace makes you forget all
When its your aching soul that she enfolds

The people you meet and the experiences you've had
Those gavels that build up your pathway leading to a future
As bright as your accomplishments
As dark as your failures.
You may choose to be just another number
Or thrive to shine like thunder
To some you're a stop on the road;
A pebble in their vast sea of rocks
To others you're a destination;
An essential stone they place with rigid intention
You're their hero on the walk of fame
Or the outsider on the walk of shame
Thus, disappointment's the winner of this festive year
From your anger, losses to your biggest fear
It haunts your dreams
Steals away your sleep,
Here to degrade people from high above the clouds
To way down below  
Rolling in the muddy hole
Made for our faded ashes
Alongside the endless mourns,
The trembling sounds of our murmuring voices
That hide a hint of joy
In tribute to all that's now long-gone
Insecurities, doubts, and all that once dragged us down
Making room for shinier stones
Full of life, reflecting hope
For a brighter future known for achieving goals

Forgive me father for i have sinned
You're full of mercy so here's the thing:
In this abandoned room screaming shame
I lay on the bed with myself to blame.
Doubt burning me to the tip of my toes
That was my lowest point i suppose
Doubted god in a moment of weakness
I guess that's what i get for surrendering to demons
Blaming God for the darkness of my days
But the devil is the only one to be tamed.
Referring the bad in our lives to the king of enlightenment
No doubt that was a silly judgement
On the verge of giving up, we lost our pride
Accusations were sent to our savior, no wonder why..
We let suspicion get to our brain
Mess with us and cause us pain
How can the flame be the cause of darkness?
How did we commit this sin, so brainless?
We were the victim of the devil's
temptation
But right now, It's time for his resignation
And just like the ancient Greeks did for creeps
Let him be thrown to those avid beasts
While people watch
And angels sing to the king

From the beginning i knew
That what we had wasn't true
The sound of our laughs still echoes in the back of my mind
Bursting with the lightning of your memories;
Yes, they must be one of their kind
They never fail to draw a smile on my face
That smile that you used to love and praise
That smile that is useless if not reflected on your gentle face
Truth must be said
We were both just living on floating clouds
Surrounded by the beauty of our wandering eyes
So why settle for reality
That is in fact just a lie
When we can spread our wings and fly
With the power of our unconscious desire?

With a split of a second
A million thoughts travel our mind
Few are the ones captured
And framed on the wall of our memory
It all just comes down to a game of sensations
Some thoughts please us with their parody
Others scare us with their complexions.
Used to choose the easy way around,
Tossing and turning till we fall apart
Because the mystery of imagination got us under its spell
Thus control over our silly life is hard
Imagination gives us the power of creation
Coloring each and every corner of this world
Wishfully writing scenarios to be heard
While the fight against temptation
Turns into an overwhelming war
With the worst and strongest enemy of them all
Just look in the mirror and you'll see
The fire in his eyes burning you to the core

This occasion's red but i'm feeling blue
Nothing to gain, nothing to lose
They tell us to welcome this festive season with an open heart
But my heart is already torn in two
From the days that made me fall apart
The friends that left without saying goodbye
The sanity i had but was snatched by surprise
The goals i failed to accomplish
The people i let down because i was acting foolish
The days that seem to have washed away my happiness..
With every smile comes a stroke of emptiness
Sitting here in this silent room
With nothing but a soul deprived of its bloom
The shady walls boil with anger
Complaining about the materialism that stroke like thunder..
People on the streets fake their laughs
We all sure did forget the meaning behind this celebration
Since we spend money on tree decorations and useless crafts
Meaningless, fading gifts that won't last
Longer than the starved homeless that only pray for a proper meal
Thus, a tableful of dishes soaked in lavishness
Is being devoured by our bodies invaded by selfishness
While fancy music entertain our deaf ears
So we fail to be filled with the one thing that should be our specialty
And that is *humanity

Those few shy sun rays
That fill the saddest valleys
With the grace of their warmness
Are not aware of the joy they bring when
They steal their way in from the 70's clouds
White, grey and dark as the night
Choked by the rage of the stormy skies
Putting up with our accusing eyes
Blaming them for this furious weather
Not knowing that they're under the pain and pressure
Of the scrunchy lightening tearing them up like a whip
Few of them survive while others slip
Between the hands of the mad forces pushing them to cry
Yes, they boil with the urge to pry
As raindrops ,as cold as the heavens' heart,
With the demons pressing "restart",
Soak us with the filthy rain
Of this silly, slavering game
Every round that a devil gains