- Accept
Seems like it's all over.
Maybe it's just me.
I dwell upon the memories
and the way we used to be.
There's so much time ahead.
I know that for a fact.
It's hard being pulled apart
- Burden Of Shame
The pain they've gone through wasn't felt by me
but the only sensation I get is sympathy.
Crimes against humanity cannot be justified
by a model of economy
because they're stealing lives.
Repression, aggression, a burden of shame.
This country is stained with blood
- Controlled
Seeing is believing.
My mind won't fit the mold
imposed since early childhood.
I refuse to be controlled.
Question what you're told
and the future is yours to own.
- Empty Glass
Have you given up on love to act this way?
Spill out persuasive phrases by night and not by day
because that's when you feel the loneliest.
Start up the game, manipulate like with the rest.
Observe the crowd, pick a face.
Leave her feelings behind so you can win the race.
When will emotion finally sink in
- Feeble
Hello,my friend,how are you
Please tell me what i can do
My heart is flower,soul is wall
Inside me begins some war
Dirty dress you catch my stress aaahaaa
Dirty dress you catch my stress aaahaaa
- Fist of Sand
Spent so much time overlooking how fragile life is. We tend to take for granted the conception of tomorrow. You get a call that leaves you speechless. You've been informed of the worst unexpected tragedy. It lets you know how body separates from soul. Why? A question into air. No answers, no goodbyes as nobody was there. This is my goodbye. I ask myself so many times about the length and shortening of the lifeline. And with this fist of sand I'm holding on to your memory until the circle is completed and it's someone else's turn.
- Indifference
Struggles rise deep from within.
It starts to blur once they begin.
What they want is to defy
my desires to go on trying.
That void of feeling
won't overcome
my greater passion
to get things done.
- Isolation
Confined, no liberty. I would have never expected this.
Distanced all by myself with my thoughts and silent screams.
Uncertain about what my future holds from all the truth gaps that I am told.
Away from those that I hold dear. Besides the pain overcoming fear
is isolation reminding me of why I'm here.
Actions caught up with me. There's no escape from this tragedy.
- Pain Understood
I bare scars on my hands.
They remind me not to plan.
You fabricate illusions
I just can't understand.
Why must I cry?
Why give me signs
and why must I feel the pains
- Reach Out
What makes us different
is it our stance or our skin?
Perhaps it's appearance
or the places where we've been.
Pointless facts of life
are the answers that you give.
Society is half blind
- Remission
Surrounded or alone I undergo a state of remission in where reflections flow. Decisions then emerge based on what I've learned.
Distractions always exist as I am learning to resist and filter out all the noise to gain control over my own voice.
My ears they go deaf and eyes they turn blind to reach the corners of my confused mind. Solutions to my problems is what I intend to find.
To gain control, in remission.
- Winds of Promise
Look into these eyes and read sincerity. I'm driven to you by a flow. It's sprung from the soul, encircles the heart and finds its way out in the form of love.
It's harder for you to say what we both feel. Crime's won't go unpunished, soon you'll know it's real. These feelings towards you, profound, intensified.
Rebuilding my loss with a question: Will you let me be yours? because I love you more, so much more.
Winds Of Promise are here to stay and I won't have it any other way because these winds of promise with truthful love will end the solace for you.