The moment seams dry as time reads on,
The eyes panics, empowered by fears...

Seven wonderful colours,
Seven amazing rays...

A night without night whisperers,
A night without the moon or stars...

A day to call out a history
Freely, I let out this sole heart...

Ever calm at the hill top of filth,
Outside at the domain of the Precious...

Right in front of my hut, as hunger dominate,
I kept on yelling, "God why?!&quot...