The Chronicles Of The Riverside And The Post War Symphony

here we go again with our own deeds and blazing weaponry
digging into each others horizon and destiny
becoming an insane breed of humanity and endorsing cruelty
destroying the wish of our mothers and their will
tomorrow the sun will rise again,crying out loud with our bravery

the love that we shared the dreams that we built
the teenage years and the growing up days of summer
when raindrops are the only happiness for what we had cried for
and the text books that we hated the most
the only thing that we followed are the footsteps
of our brotherhood that leads to the riverside
now that river had turned into red
for which our freedom shouts out loud 'oh boy you are great'
the nights are weeping silently over the lullaby of the nightingle
and the summers are craving for the rain of happiness

the smell of your blood is what i crave for
and the taste of your flesh for what i die for
one look into each others eyes
and the moments will stop by the solitude
of our inner-souls and our teenage years
the summer will not be the same again
and the night sky will not sprinkle it's romance anymore

if freedom is the only answer for what we are craving for
then who will be the survivor to hold the flame
and light the torch for our children's and dreams for
a better road to travel in?
the darkness is ashamed of it's existence now
and you and me ohh yes you and me
lets shout it loud and run to the riverside

to feel the cold death that runs by the tide...

The Silent Void Of Nothingness

hunger driving human beings cursing their existence for nothing
the will to live and the will to survive
ends it's craving in the race to die...
how we were before and how are we today
makes the diminishing prevalence of life and pray
blame your enemy and blame your god
and march ahead into the oblivion of pain

the mother earth weeps as she aborts her womb
wake up in a morning filled with armor and bomb
be prepare for an another strike,march ahead
into the oblivion of pain and raise the glory of death
he who possesses the crown of nihility
can stumble upon all of our life and exists in the reality

the silent reign of supreme destruction
crawls ahead inside the darkest dream of humanity
destroy the will to live and diminish the fear of divinity
the silent mother sacrifices her tears for her dying son!
and prepares for an another attack

create your hunger,the hunger for supremacy
when the power of love and life
becomes the will to survive and kill...
we question ourselves and the one above(or below)
is the evolution of life ending at nothing!

Beautiful Freedom

like the sprinkle of the sun after a hard night of rain
and the rainbow of hope in a day of dream which never ends
borrowing the glittering rays of the sky that saves the thousand of that love saving grace
her eyes speak about the hope that could fill the void
and the twinkling pearl in her lips could make the storm calm

if only the gods are praying for an innocence
and if only the humanity still saving our grace
her words will remind you of our infinite struggle
and her thoughts would be making you to believe
the femininity the womanhood and the voice that
echoes inside...

freedom is the struggle and freedom is the new believe
then peace could be the medium of silence
her silence speaks about the universal language of harmony
from the ancient scripture of Humpi to the monuments of Persepolis
her hope travels and beckons the vastness of her inner desire
a desire to fly and a desire to live and let live

woman your smile could save my day
and make me believe that
grief is a thing which i can keep at bay
i adore your beauty and i adore your inner silence
if life would permit then we will meet again
and will spread the language of universal harmony again...