Here I am crying, sweating and gradually losing my mind in the dark

I was swaying to touch the light, it's so disappointing, my strength is plunging down, like my Android battery


I was shouting and no one could hear me out there...


Here I am fighting to keep my life inside

Struggling to rise but still shouting

Shouting to be saved in the dark...

Is this a trap or something?


Or am stuck inside here till eternity

* saw people inside the light smiling to the moon, swinging their bodies and so on

Each time, I try to rise, I always meet my sandy body on the ground

Here I am stepping on dead skulls cracked and broken into pieces at my back

I am scared more than ever...

Can you see me in the dark?

Or I am lost here forever?


Panting and shouting but no one could see or hear me


I was crying and no one could see or hear me, shaking to be delivered from the stronghold of darkness



I wish to be delivered as possible as I can but it seems this is my bus stop, I thought

I guess it's too late to believe the unbelievable...

I have once had the chances to be in the light



It was an opportunity thrown away by me

I have once heard the opportunity to walk in the light but got stopped on the way by my weakness

The World got the best of me and deceitfully pushed me into the dark



Wish I could die with a sword on my skin or with a heavy punch on my cheeks



I have tried using every single weapon I found on the scary surface, none of them sent me to the underground, even though am bleeding

Can somebody out there hear me?

The revelation of hell is real

The world is ready to push everyone to the path beyond the grave...

The finish line is terrible here and it is all that matters...

I thought the sufferings have ended, I never knew they are in different grades

They are in stages just like PES 2020, top player stage, professional stage and legend stages

Or like the horrific and terrific sound of Mortal Kombat, pick your sword and let us fight, ah ah ah ah, flawless victory


Nothing is as grievous as someone missing heaven

There I saw two men stepping forward, shaking the ground with their hefty feet

I silently said, who would deliver me from these scary men?


Suddenly, I heard a voice booming from nowhere saying "no one will be able to deliver you, you have had your chances


I was screaming, as I was watching myself being dragged to a place where a raw fire was manufactured

I thought I could fight my life out from the hefty hands of these scary men but all my strategies went down the line


I said I couldn't wait to die, this is too much for me to bear


They laughed at the music of my words...

The World will end...

Heaven or hell will remain forever

The real meaning of "word and opposite" will be done on our skins at the end of the world

It's either we cry on for eternity or we smile on for eternity

It's either we gain our lives to the throne or lose our lives to the hell

Our skin will be wasted or will be renewed...?



I guess this is the truth the world is running from...



It's either we are accepted or rejected...


It will either be tears on our faces or smile playing on our cheeks...

It will either be gnashing of the teeth or his praises on our lips


It will either be screaming in tears or singing with joy

It's either we stand on the throne or fall to hell

I hope this sinks well

I pray the things of the world won't stop us from reaching the throne...

I hope this message won't stand against us on the throne of judgment

I love you