When nothing is in favor
Then every lost dream contains a savor
You find nothing arround but ravage
Everyone you loved becomes a savage
You fall and fall and fall apart
Untill there is nothing left in your cart
You find the rhythm lost in your heart
And in the world you fail to play your part.
There is nothing left in you but wrath
All you need is nothing but an easy death
The blood once used to drip has clot
Even the breeze that is cold touches you hot.
Then you find the truth revealed around
It was not in veil but clear in a certain bound
You smile, and smile and smile in the pain
Untill you find your head crowned.
No one got you worth appreceiating
but you knew how you lived,
And thats how you straighten your crown
Finding your survival worth applauding.
You know you won the war actually
Not, when the people admire you fully
but when you raised your head with no tear
Infront of yourself when you have no fear.
You are a victor, a winner, a survivor
For you are now all truth inside out,
you have no more guilt and pain in bout
You have accomplished the real bliss
You were at mistake to conquer the Earth
When you conquered yourself first,
You became the happiest being alive
Setting your mind free of the crazy drive.
You are a conqueror, if you let it all go
Its never too late as you say, “long time ago”
The regrets,the pointless sob and the guilt
That all is nothing, but to your soul its filth.
You are not going to stay always in Famine
Its up to you who determine,
How I deserve to be treated?
“Made for the best by He who created.”