A man always lives for himself,
yet claims to be the harbinger of a peaceful society
Off the shelf of comforts from the outside of the door of unseeing eyes,
Living in luxury with in the concealed thoughts !
Wearing a rope of trust across to hold the gown called Love
dipped in the sweat of toiled hearts !
Greedy eyes with false tears drawn at will from the
well of non-existent well of Pity...
Name the soul that has ever witnessed the truth behind those empty eyes !
Wake up from the sleep oh my soul !
My dear blood that holds the heart and mind together,
Find your true self, embrace the beauty of suffering...
Find the answers in the desolate desperation to Change !
yet claims to be the harbinger of a peaceful society
Off the shelf of comforts from the outside of the door of unseeing eyes,
Living in luxury with in the concealed thoughts !
Wearing a rope of trust across to hold the gown called Love
dipped in the sweat of toiled hearts !
Greedy eyes with false tears drawn at will from the
well of non-existent well of Pity...
Name the soul that has ever witnessed the truth behind those empty eyes !
Wake up from the sleep oh my soul !
My dear blood that holds the heart and mind together,
Find your true self, embrace the beauty of suffering...
Find the answers in the desolate desperation to Change !