She called him Rebel...Rebel, a guy of radical thoughts,
A simple boy with innocent heartbut this world torn him apart....
He always felt he is in a cell,living in this world HYPOCRATICAL world..
Believe me, it’s not better than "Hell"
He lives in seductive nights......and sleep in lightning days....
"Vampire" yes this is the word,what people say.
He loves the sensual light of night,and hate the rays of sun that he throws in days...
He called her mermaid....
He finds melancholy in her,
Shiva and Prophet in her
She can see the Carpenter,
She dances with the Krishna.
She said she is the missed breath of mine
I believe she is the radical bend inside ,
She wants to be the burial ground of my fears
I believe she is the only one with whom I can share my tears.
One day they meet,
She loves "God" and he likes "Lucifer"
She is melancholy of night...
She is the innocence of a young girl,
sitting in the fear of the one who comes at night
And he is fascinated by death
he is people of the dark,notorious and innocent by heart envied are we,
who were here from the startChaos, blood and misery is his mark
A meeting of love
Far away from the din
As the eyes see each other
A meeting of love
Far away from the din
As the eyes see each other
And they see no sin...
