There are always words for love and emotions and not for those who fight for the sake of us.
Seeking through the stronghold of humanity,
I feel myself ducked into singularity.
With people turning strange to their emotions,
I feel my heart escaping this speculation.
When hands clash upon the face of time,
The birds sing the pain with full rhyme.
Looking at the blue sky,
I see myself touching the fading light.
Seeing the world merging into darkness,
Some eyes glitter the hope of finishing this madness
The spread their love among the burned souls,
Slowly changing the world from a long lasting moan.
I do not craze for any dollar or euro,
Because these eyes are my true hero.