Words are four
five is ours...

Need a place where i can say am home
need a feeling to be my own...

The only true love
one special desire...

Suddenly i start writing
now i know am dying...

Babies need their mom when they are not home
but i need you more even when am holding you...

He died inside me
left to new fresh flesh...

Lover held a red rose
under the cold rain...

I love you more than i loved you yesterday
but today am going to say my last goodbye...

Is the sky is blue ?
or they are just my thoughts over you...

There is alot of things in my mind
I'm thirsty i need your juicy lips...

When the silent speaks
deep within the darkness...

It was the name of oversight
legend of the Battered soul's...