SATY'S

Rise Rise from the depths of darkness Free yourself from the shackles of vanity Wake up from the sleep of ages It’s time to set back all the damages Cure yourself from the pain of loss Step on that line you never cross Unlock yourself and open the door Fear not your enemy anymore Rise from the dungeons of evil Fly towards the edge of the cliff Stand against the cyclone of change Ride into places strange Fight against the ruthless rule For the corrupt, truth is the tool Flex your muscles, let them stretch It is time to return back the wretch Rise from the pain that keeps you down Rise for the strength that helps you leap Rise for the people of your town Rise from the sorrows that make you weep Malodorous gases rise from the rancid liquid Pleasant fumes rise from the scented perfume Heart aches when loved ones are in pain Remember other’s loss is not our gain A worm that wakes up early May not always get consumed Bu

I am not a terrorist I am just a catalyst A catalyst of the doom I am not a thief I just secretly take Things that don’t belong to you I am not a cheat It’s just that my definition Of trust is very different I am not a beast It is just that I am so large And I wake up at the night I am not a killer I just gift death To people who don’t want it I am not corrupt I just accept what You’re already prepared to give ~Surya Unintentional

Hated by many But forgotten by few I make my presence felt Only when with your hero I have dealt Cruel, unforgiving and evil Sometimes I am an ugly old devil A mind wicked and malicious More than often I am fastidious Darkness is my ally Shadows are my friends Morals are crushed under my feet I stride radiating the burning heat I can be a vampire Or I can be an alien I can also be a psycho Sometimes it’s just the ego Views radical and actions unparallel My men just obey, they never support That’s how your hero stands apart Because he has a big humble heart I always win the first half My tragedy starts in the second That’s when your hero makes a comeback I am still fierce but vengeance is what I lack I fight, but not with honour I slay, but not with valour And I hide like a timid I fall like a morbid Defeat at the last Disgrace in the end That’s how my story always ends Flowers to my grave no one will sen