Life will still thrive when a person dies

Which tears will drop that will profound the dead souls

Behind those secrets its all full of lies

Warmness of heart transform into coldest of coals

Thoughts wonder around of the dead heart beat

Virus spreaded by illusion that has been hidden and kept

Not knowing if decay finally came when tasted by your own meat

life own dreams will see how much it has wept

Flying back in time seeing the fakeness of a love

Emotions mistakenly being called a big whore

Demonic heart savagely killing a white innocent dove

Darkness consume the Light of being call your Amour

Eyes are blind while the soul is wide awake

Hating is what you only know

Kismat will show everyone how you are a big fake

Life as you think isn't your own personal show