MIV

Random thoughts and rants in my head,
Riddles chaos my conflicted mind,
I live in the devil’s creed
Here I have no right to dream,
There I dug the pits n bury the hopes,
Were the tainted love is painted in the colors of fury,
There my bedtime stories are scary.

My demons, my sins control me,
cant keep of the grass,
Pcp runs in my veins
chimneys smoke out the hash,
Angst my will I don’t quit the pain, I don’t quit the charm,

Stop pushing me, Cant you fucking see you never win
Frail I look fragile am not,
Coz I am the battery to ignite not to drive,
I am the pit-bull not to be tamed but to fight,
I am heretic, with a frantic mind,
I am the eclectic of a kind.

Without you

Everyday without you makes 100 days older,
I am here away from you, away into the wilderness,
Silence falls around the moon lapse vertigo
N I pass this hard days, screaming without a sound,
The façade nights reminds me of you,
Reminds me how your serenity clad eyes made me numb,
Your sobriety tamed my fury,
Your wisdom overwhelmed my orgy,
You were my placebo when I was sick
Seeing your face everyday was a gift
Taking with you was like the daily dose valium to me,
Your love was my saviour,
The divine in you made me calm,

Now you are gone, n life without you is like a soul without a home,
Like a church without prayers ,
A chapel yard without flowers
I hate the way I feel ,
Tired of feeling the same,

The insider

I have seen you shot the happiness in a crowded room,

seen you chase the darkness under the light,

seen you betrayed the trust, stabed the loyalty,

seen you murder the imortality into infinity,

contrived the truth to lie,compelled the innocent to die.

you made me bleed with hands bind behind,

watch me war with face brusied and batter

made me crawl with feets bind.

you have darkened my soul

darkened my entire life,

infected my mind,

tainted my blood.

I have seen you dug deep into the pits,

were you buried the relms of sins,

have seen you fade into the hades,

have seen you inside my skin, inside my flesh

Ask yourself

I cant stand myself,to the life full of desire,

the tainted sky above and below land full of mire.

i cant stand myself, to the life full of war,

if cant tell me what are we fighting for.

i cant stand myself,to life full of hatered

as someone somewhere gets neglected.

i cant stand myself, to confront the truth.

what gives us the pleasure at others pain

what makes us the tyrant, behind the crumbling wall of ideology.

what makes us the leader ,faked by distroted sociology.

what makes the winner,when others strives to be a loser.

what makes us the saviour,when we are tangled in the vicious act of inhumanity.

what makes us embark for the future ,

when we painted our present in the colours of enimity.

ask yourself

Troubled exile

Driving down the lane into the wilderness,

Far into the chaos riddle dead man's town,

cripple hands holding strong on the driving wheels,

under the ravenous sun, and autum moon

plunging into the well of dark waters

deep into the shark bitten cold waters,

hungry heart of stone holds breath to the end of craters,

where demons lurks behind the water bed.

Walking the stone paved death valley,

where no angel will come and greet me

gone to the house of deads following theirs treks,

walked ahead, never looking back,

charging up the hill to the promise land.

Chasing down twisters all alone in the fields,

bleeding feet driving rent less all the way

solitary voice yells a rebel's cry

finding salvation in the troubled exile.

never lost track of dreams,

never lost track of running streams,

cause i'm not your siting duck, i'm the rebel

i'm not your runing shoes, i'm the highway

i'm not your shooting star, i'm the night

i'm not your crying river, i'm the nile

i'm the hedonist in troubled exile.

Better part of me

I dig my toes into the sands,
I saw the visage of sun in the sea
Like a thousand diamonds strewed across a blue blanket
I creek up the mountain cliff n I feel so lonely,
The clouds frisk past me,
I lean against the wind, pretend that I am weight less
I looked up the sky n I saw all angels n bones fly by,
I cant stand to fly,
I am more than a bird,
I am more than a plane,
More than the flying Dutchman,
More than a man chasing his dreams
i am just to find the better part of me
so I looked inside of me
but my sight was in a haze that faked,
I looked up to the world outside
I stood perplex to what coming in its wake
And I found you

drive

am here in my mustang holding strong on the driving wheel,
Wheels keep rolling, worn out rubber grip the rim steel,
Miles keep counting, as the never ending free ways stretches,
Blaze of the sun burns my skin, my eyes
Wind on my head, as I sweat, I look lousy,
Hands shake, legs tremble, n I fee drowsy,
I keep pushing hard on my paddle, the pointer shoots up,
It runs hard, runs from my disturbing past,
Keep shifting the gears, keep pushing the paddles
It runs , runs past my muddles
There in distant horizon you stands like a blow torch burning,
I am reaching out,
N my troubles fall behind,
All the dirty things, all the sins fall were they belong
I am reaching out, chasing the fallen,
Then it all fell apart, fell apart