Sunrise Of The Greys

A Symmetrical Sunset

whats the point to sing, to speak, and to think something that doesnt exist??
counting numbers that exist only in papers, feeling something that we can not touch.
if most of the things in this so called reality is untouchable, shapeless,
silent tunes for our ears, and invisible to our eyes, then whats the point??

chasing something that is uncertain maybe thats the universe is directing us to do.
cause the whole universe itself is an unstable, uncertain of its origin.
fading our point in meanings and hopes is still not the best thing we can do to past through the surealism of life.

for we just should enjoy every second that is ticking away from us..
catching sunset and indulge it like there will be no more...

Lines & Folds

mencoba menyalurkan salah satu passion saya yang sebenarnya interest dengan desain packaging! :)

PLACEBO!

have been a fan of this band since 1999..back when i was in senior year in Junior High!
thru ups and down, other stuff come streaming to my ears but yet PLACEBO has always been have a special place in my ears, because to be honest some of they're songs help me get thru my darkest hour in life..

CREDULOUS!!

Identifying The Misinterpretation Of Darkness

There are creatures in the night
Who seeks comfort away from day light
Hiding itself away from the warmth of the sun...
Keeping itself cold and unbound to time
The owls is its companion
The bats are its weapon

A beast with so much untold stories
Who cannot identified its own particle
A beast with no horn and claw, nor fang
But yet it still hunts for it is trying to cope

Walking through the aftermath every single time
Passing the consequences of its destiny
With souring eyes it kept looking forward
Ahead with no destination...

It breathes the gloomiest words ever told...
It inhale the freezing sentences into it broken lungs

For it has been defraud by the light
For it has learn that light is not a safe place
It is blinding...it is deceiving…
It is not trustworthy…it is a place where the charlatan lives

It sees honesty in darkness
Because of the plain imagery the nights offer
It keeps hopes and despair low at the same time
But it harden the form and shape of creatures who inhabit the night..
It finds the silence in the dimness is amusing
Causes it can hear it’s thought clearly

Just wait until it finds a dimming light that is sincere
And who will keep it relieve to stay in darkness or light…

SomeWorks

GODspeed Collection