Cacophony of something voilent,  
in the Camoflauge of evil and silence
strikes upon the horizon 
where sun of emotions sets and rises.....


For process of rebirth, a new start
your own heat melted your stoned heart, 


Everytime the word 'first love' was uttered 
innocence flushed like urine into gutters  


Then these mutating slimes of sadness
got enough flexible to explore the madness.....



No great mind has ever exhisted 
without a touch of madness  ~ Aristotle