1. A HATE TO THE WEAK

Once upon a time
My soul fell on earth
Then still I journey
Through cold dark land

My eyes are open wide
That is waiting and omening wind
A wind whispers me wizard
Now, cosmos creation by my hand

Suffered in waste
Nailed into mystery
Touched for underworld
A hate to the weak


2. A VICTIMISER

Walking through my street of chest
There was only me with no future
See that soul's battle under the moon
In the biggest hall of black circle

Cold throne of black majestic eyes
What hidden in vain with eternal sleep
That prepared for his solitude way
In the biggest hall of dark victimiser


3. I TARRIED MY THOUGHT

Cold atmospheres dwells around my soul
Suicidal being arrived from the dark
Acid existence is possessing my faith
I am gazing that victorous darkness

I know I tarried my thought till killed myself!!!