Mistory

We're only stealing free time

We're lost forever this time

There's no escaping this time

They chase scampering I'm.

So edgy it gets and so tricky it is

This has got to be the moment to run across the bridge

Lose your trail

Break the lock

Overbridge.

We're nursing problem big time

We're crunching free thin life time

We're hanging for our dear life

Find our souls lost its not fine

So scary it gets and such a thrill chill it is

Everybody holding their hearts between their teeth

Lose your trail

Deadlock

Overbridge.

With every passing day, I get frustrated by the thought that one life time is not enough for you to unravel the mystery of the twisted path and reach the centre-point of your mind. Time chases you every moment and you run hard, out of your breath and in the end find yourself in front of the door and as your reach out for it, death takes you away to another plain........

And the door remains unopened.

Dream of the Future

The nation grows

Swelling in size

We call it the big bang

A nation with two hands

Holding billions of heads

Studded with eyes

Half of them are dreaming

Of liberation from the dark

The other half

Wearing masks of paper

Made out of torn 500 rupees

And I stand on a third plain

Watching this melodrama

Great saga.

To The Nights - Salud

The rise of a black smoke
Like a wicked witch with glowing eyes
And casts a spell
On the men in the ground
The suffocation makes the situation grim and the room sultry

And a burning smell and bursting of small seeds from the heat of the fire
A thirsty throat wanting no water and enjoying a rare punishment
And the master tuning the guitar, his head down and eyes watery out of smoke in a closed room
A blend of red and yellow light flowing out of a Che' lamp
And the sharp sound of a slider on the base end of the 1st string charring the nerves
The poison reaches the alveoli and passes on to the blue blood
And it feels like the entire inside is surrendering to the clutches of a black widow spider