He is mirage in desert night
He is pawn and ready to fight
A theme of heart
A piece of dirt
fume of roses, and rotten muses.
He is mirage in desert night.
With lots of illusions blind and bright.
Oh this the time to make me realise.
Broken illusions welcoming life.
Reality is what, we want a flight.
Escape in dream of water and light.
You don’t have your life right.
Let me be my new way
I have to live once after all fright.
He is mirage in desert eves.
Bright like diamond so peerless it feels.
No scar no bar no after shocks.
He has thousand dimensions expose.
A scar on heart and a mirage of fate.
He is mirage of successful doom.
Burning the spirits of all marooned.