Baht

It always starts with the rebirth of already dirtied soul But they orient you to believe that it was pure white at the beginning Then the loading of essayed virtues comes within it And now you are...

Here we are at the backyard of the universe bordered all around Living in the endless lands, trying to find a point to look at While can't find anything to serve for, we've created our individual god...

Ateşinin etkisi hissedilmeye başlıyor Topraktaki canlılar birer birer yok oluyor Artçılarla müjdelediğin cümbüşün coşkusu etrafımızı sardı Çoktan başlayan bu kutlamalar hiç bitmeyecek sen dönene...

"And now everybody is dead Except you and I, everybody And the only thing you could do is put this to an end. The only thing you have trained to do. The most meaningful action for you as a...

To breathe deeper down on the soulless body Meet face to face with your dead conceit To feel the movement of your lungs Break the surface and make it apparent Reminiscences have became unreal Nonsense...

Now it is the time for releasing our holdings Right against to the giant primal egotism Maybe we should start establishing with our hands That mighty, non subjective the courting hall "I did not...

The first and the most expected question comes to my mind: Who is the creater of this art? Who signed this ugly aquarelle? Or where is the watermark? Any copyright issues we need to care? If there...

Look at the reflection of blinded eyes through the mirror Try to see the shadowed silhouette on your soul Avoid from the prejudged, optimistic, owned words Ask yourself the most well-known but hasn't...

Grief spreads on every path, all nook and sanctuary Breath comes out in quiet, silently and rested Every pulse impact on dried veins, bloodless flesh Obliged spirit cries in stagnant body And tries to...