The open gates I left for you is to come
Be comfort inside that pounding thing
It`s no altar for small talks, but be free
to tear
The walls of your heart that kept close
It`s no place for weaken heart, pitch
dark will show
You the glimpse of light that burns deep in
it
It`s no route to the blind, the twisted
ways
Would twist your heart
It`s full of options, never to be an option
though
It`s full of spirit, never to be caged
though
It`s full of life and pounding
And I place it on a hand of yours
This dagger on the other…..
