Thou Shall Not Be Judged.

At the crossroads of life and death,
the Angel of Mercy or the Angel of Death,
would hastily come to carry you away,
between redemption and suffering you'll tend to sway.

A tricky little answer to its tricky little question,
it'll be your last chance for that final redemption,
no one knows what that question might be,
but your fate will be for all to see...

Forsaken

"As the darkness of night engulfs the city,
as the fear of the dark grips humanity,
the downtrodden,the forsaken children of God,
search for a place they can afford.

Nothing expensive just something nice,
for they're penniless to pay that price.
They've already paid their debt to society,
without much a do they drink with piety.

All They need is a place to lay their eyes to rest,
a shelter of sorts till another sunset,
the city's pride has purged them all,
of dignity and pride most of all.

Could anyone ever think of a way,
to find them a home they've lost today?
or don't you and I ever seem to think,
that we could be them in the very next blink?"

I See You

"I stay up every night so that you read me a bedtime story,
of starry nights and morning glory,
the princes, the knights and kings of yore,
and of tyrants defeated by a simple bloke.

my heart is strong and its strength lies in you,
as long as you believe i'll make your dreams come true.
i can read you like a book maa, like my fingers read for me,
i can see through you maa, and i see you see me..."

"while my guitar gently gleams..."