The Ambivalence of Thought

[Untitled]

2008-01-14T19:29:00.000+05:30

Riding through the Northern darkness
Fear lingers, through shade of the trees of old
Bone chilling screams, swept through the darkness
The sun hasn't shone for ages past

Murky waters of lake Glesmodena
Lay ahead with no end or beginning
Once called ocean, but now forgotten
Renamed after a great warrior drowned

The last battle fought in the name of the Great One
On the plains of North where the glorious days of one kingdom resided
Remains of the battle and the warriors fought
Swallowed by abyss risen from the cracks of the earth, never to be seen again

Old Mother Earth has inverted
Leaving nothing, but the gods who lived deep
Melting and suffering are the gods who were once above
Ripped apart, slaughtered and hung at the gallows where once only the meek suffered

Taking another step in the woods of old
Trembling inside, never as it was long ago
The time then, the peace then, never will come again
The loved then, the foes then, never will return

Nothing matters at present
The gods that stood once are crushed below
Taken only there souls, nothing of the earthly possessions
Suffer now! For killing the ones who held you up high!

Too weak to stand now, on the banks of Glesmodena
The dripping blood washed away by the black water swells
The black seeps with white, sense of relief, falling into the water beneath
To join the ones that were once were, the brave, the warriors that once stood

As It Was, It Is Still

2008-01-03T15:33:00.000+05:30

The sun rises from the East as it always does
Another meets death as it always did
The sun goes down in the West as it always does
What will tomorrow bring is the question as it always was.

Start work at morn as we always do
Another meets death as it always did
End work as dusk approaches as we always do
We are still alive aren't we is the question as it always was

We worry for the safety of our children as we always do
Another meets death as it always did
Our worries fade when children get back as they always do
Who kept them alive is the question as it always was

Soldier, patriot wakes up to another day as he always does
Another meets death as it always did
A family moaning and weeping for the lost one as they always did
The patriots are fighting, what are we doing here, is the question as it always was

The Government is right again as it always is
Another meets death as it always did
We believe what the Government said as we always did
Who are we to believe is the question as it always was

Explosion! Run! Lets see! Says one as he always did
Another meets death as it always did
Frailness of mind takes another life away as it always did
The toll has risen, why is that is the question as it always will be

*Thank you Dead or Alive & Imaad Majeed.

Politics of Ecstasy

2007-12-15T23:15:00.000+05:30

For the past few weeks I've been listening to Nevermore. These two songs by the names of "Politics of Ecstasy" & "Inside Four Walls" are closely related our country's political background. We the people of the nation suffer under the "hooves" of these "pigs". The fault is actually are own. The question is "why did we appoint these mindless pigs?" Our country being a democratic republic, we are the ones to blame. The country, ravaged by the war because of ethnic differences now raging on for over twenty years is making the country fall apart and the piggish politicians benefit from it. The people of the country are in great fear of where the next bomb would go off. People are afraid to get on the streets because of these dangerous circumstances while the political pigs go around the country with their personal security personnel. They are the ones who try to sell the country for their personal well being.
If they say are the patriots, you can take that as pinch of salt because the real patriots of our country are the ones who are fighting for peace in the North Eastern province.

Politics: A strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles. The conduct of public affairs for private advantage. ~Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary,1911

Politics of Ecstasy

I hate you, the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed, our fathers left us nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy
And we can't change what's in stone
We've been had. Injustice to the masses, destroy the land and crush the poor
The pigs are fueled by greed, political ways obscene, our fathers left corruption in this dead world
Beyond repair down is despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the puke of their industry, regurgitated propaganda ministry
Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these:
Freedom's never free, these are the politics of ecstasy:
I hate you , the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed, our fathers left us nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy
Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these:
Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these:
If you take a step back and you realize your home can't be a perfect world
There's still hope the hate you fell will fade, injustice is gone:
Injustice is gone for a little while

Inside Four Walls

Inside four walls I live my life, doesn't matter what I've done
The governement's always right
They tell us what to be they tell us what to believe
They're wrong my friend is gone

Inside four walls,
Inside four walls
The day they took away my friend

Injustice made it's mark
All the political whores only come out after dark
If anyone knows the way
Build me a bridge so I won't fall astray

Inside four walls, inside four walls my friend
They took away your freedom
And the pigs still preach their lies

The system falls apart
The pigs still laugh feeding off our broken lives
Can anyone tell me why
Some violent criminals do far less time?

Inside four walls, inside four walls my friend
They took away your freedom
And the pigs still preach their lies

Inside four walls, inside four walls my friend
They took away your freedom
And the pigs still preach their lies
Inside four walls, inside four walls my friend
They took away your freedom

But they'll never take your mind

Lyrics source: Darklyrics.com