What is life?
Is it a dream from which you finally wakeup, once
you turn Dead?

Life is like a blank page..
copying manuscript, written Backstage..

It's all written in our Destiny..

We are just copying it back again...

Take time to put my coffin into the grave,...

'cos my friends have a habit of coming late...

I had take birth as a human and even you did too.. But don't know from where our path diverted...

I Could Turn Dead Roses Fresh Again.... Only If You Could Sniff Dead...!!

Neither i'm Real... nor i pretend to be...
It all happen 'cos you were HALLUCINATING....!!

I don't care for moon to be on my side.. I already have his Master..!!

Lonely stars showing me their scars which they get once entering into the darkness...

Trade my blue eyes for a piece of bread, can't see you hungry anymore..