The Last Battle

The most desperate thing is
To lose how to battle

When the enemies smile
And ye can't fight
Knowing that
it is your last battle

But being a warrior
ye can't escape

Facing the death
In a dauntless face
Nothing to afraid
Nothing to afraid

Let's confront the cunning
and callous fate

Not to afraid
Not to afraid
'Cause warriors either die or win
Failure means their symbolic death

But still, they never escape
But still, they never escape

The laughter of the enemies
Can be definitely bitter
but let's face the fear
Let's face the music

Because I don't care
I don't care

The Mighty forces can prey me down
but being a warrior, I can't let down
and one thing I can say that I never escape
I never escape

Because it is my last battle
and last fate

Thy Last blood can change the game

Doubts generate
Apprehensions ignite
To be truthful is a difficult ride
Ye can never be a liar
And truth admires
Not spirituality but inner darkness
where fear ignites
where death smiles

But being a valiant,
Ye never flight
Let's face and die
Let's face and die

If ye win, ye will be appreciated
If ye lose, ye will be died
Thus no need to be a liar
Thus no need to be a liar

Let's thy deeds be thy protector
Actions never die
Efforts never die
So, ye just try
So, ye just try
Dancing death can't make you cry

Because thy last blood
can change the game
Because thy last blood
can bring some fame.

The Necessities of the Needs

This world is based on
the necessities of the needs;
people react-respond-respect accordingly

This shows their practical mentality
This shows their practical mentality

Yes, it is
Obviously, it is.

Ye can see this
In your everyday life.

Ye can see this
In your mortal ride

The riders can see
Both grim and grin
while introspecting their previous lives
while introspecting their previous lives

Life is a play,
Yes, it is
Many of the roles,
we performed previously.
Many of the lives,
We left behind.

And performing the same
again and again

And performing the same
again and again

Thy Inner Drive

Success and failures are part of life
but the Valiants confront both of them with a smile
if you will win, you can inspire,
if you lose you can guide

Thy life is just an infinite ride
Where the roads are tough
Where the paths are rough
But still thy can ride
But still thy can ride

Sometimes there will be a praise
Sometimes criticized
But ye have to ride
Ye have to ride.

The immortal spirit and mighty force
Guiding with His dauntless discourse

Let's face the trouble
Let's face the riddle
And ye can see the endless figure
rising from inside

Guiding from inside
Guiding from inside.

A leader

A leader leads and lightens the ways
In utmost endless immortal ways

And paves the ways to infinite discourse
And follows the doctrines of the Almighty God

And performing the deeds in dauntless force
like the sun you blaze,
like the moon you give solace

Let this day comes again
so that you can motivate

Let this day comes again
so that you can motivate

The Dark Soul

The dark soul is rising
and maligning the mortal minds
generating doubts and causing
deep fear inside

Though not understanding
Still, shivering the mortal mind
Though fear is igniting
Still, bravery paves the way

The way of introspection
The way of devotion
confining these emotions
confining these emotions.

Apparently, the lord of cessation comes,
thus, the dark soul smiles.
The darkened fate rises
where all efforts cease
where all efforts cease

Still, I am standing
though not having hope
waiting for the mighty discourse
waiting for the mighty discourse.
perhaps there will be a spark of hope
perhaps there will be a spark of hope

'Cause the vitality of the vatsa fall
and something worse than death has a call
It is the dark soul which is chasing
But wait oh! wait let's face the dark fate.

The Last blood

The last blood is pouring
from the relics of the mortals
All hopes ceased
And death hops in hollow hopes
Curbing down the endless streams
The streams of life
The streams of hopes
The streams of endless mighty discourse
where the soldiers die
where the death smiles
But still the valiant never afraids
facing the death of mortal fates
when the doubts generate
when the self fades
and blurring the human insight
and blurring the human insight.

Look at the relics of the mortal man's fate
creating the dark side of the darkened dooms.

A Dilapidated Man

Dilapidated and defeated
daunting to face the dawn
The desperate deep dark side
Dare not to walk through the lands

No life remains
Only death proclaims
Whither mind is seeking the dawn
But still, the devil's dance prevails
And paving the ways of mighty dooms
And relics of the hopes are desperately torn.
And relics of the hopes are desperately torn.

Defeated Self

These days are the days of darkness
These days are excavating the self
These days are without truthfulness
These days are daunting my deep self

Creating the fear
Choking the self
No rest, except fear
No solace, except elf

Only pain and distress
Having no hope, no ways
Only world with empty rages
Where life is choked inside the cage

I found myself to be inefficient
I found myself to be inadequate
Empty and broken
No life only conditionings
No death only ignorance

There is no end
Just termination

My self is defeated
My self is defeated