To Life, Fate, Destiny..the works...

So much for your promises
They died the day you let me go
Caught up in a web of lies
But it was just too late to know

I thought it was you
Who would stand by my side

And now youve given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart

You said youd die for me

Woke up to reality
And found the future not so bright
I dreamt the impossible
That maybe things could work out right

What I've Done

A new song from Linkin Park. From their new album - 'Minutes to Midnight'. Nice video. And an awesome song...



What I've Done lyrics

To My Friends....

Now that you all are away, I guess this is my way of expressing how much I miss you all and how much fun we have had....especially in the last 2 years....so here's to all of us:

The Grey

Smoked out grey cells. Impotent intelligence. Its like facing the full blast of a typhoon. But then why had I to venture out and pee in the face of the storm? The backlash is numbing. A subtle yet evil grin. Mocking me. Devouring my misfortune. An affluent addiction. Raping my mind. Stripping my soul. Demeaning my existence. Bullying by body. The blistered heart braves this monster. Discovering my n-dimensional endurance. Will it suffice? Dissolving the brain in the cranium. Do I even have the time to realize? Or is it already to late? An alien comfort. So volatile. Leave it and breathe. Else blood will seethe.Walk faster, no run! Faster! Its closing in. Your last chance...

Haze

Days of glory,
Days of thunder,
When did they pass,
I sit and wonder...

The listless life,
Is a stagnant river,
Crooning the dirge,
In a cold fever..

Launder my karma,
Purge my sin,
Keeping the sabbath,
Hoping to win..

Fate is not mine to keep,
Nor is there any luck to borrow,
I seek solitude to weep,
Seeking to drown my sorrow.

Grayscale rainbow,
Boiling beer,
Even the smallest things,
Dont seem right here....

A crappy lunch,
Is a sadist bitch,
She takes you by the tongue,
And throws you to the fitch...

A skinny latte,
And a smooth drag,
Just little smiles,
No more to brag...

Angelic deeds,
Like floating weeds,
Slowly move over,
Forgotten forever...

Blood to wine,
In the holy grail,
Makes little difference,
To this life so frail...

Like drunken stupor,
A slow dizzy phase.
Like the omnipotent Sol,
Will someone lift the haze?