Gods. . .

I meet a child, and i said: "He's not a children".
The Slim Lady walking on the street,
Across into the door of heaven
She lead the way
Butterfly eats the tiger, calling she's daughter,
and make some tea for The Gods
and we pray together all of the life time in hell,
Thank you!

Mamma!

Aku adalah tumpah darah di Bumi Pertiwi.
Menangisi detik-detik waktu yang fana,
lewat pengorbanan orang-orang yang telah mati dan bangkit dalam sejarah.
sejarah adalah filsafat yang tidak pernah lupa,
menghantui makhluk asing bernama manusia, menggali luka, ditutupi oleh luka.
What a melancholy way!
You'll gonna stuck in a deeper hole of blue, can you hear me?
Bring me to the sea, can't see no truly, just want a baby,
I am The Baby of the Motherland's Bloody Angry!
There is no history that they will dare to see me,
My Motherland, Where did it all go wrong?
The time has gone
It's not the way, no, Sir!
I'm ready to go
I'm The Motherland's Bloody Boy
can you hear me, Mamma?
Did my brother was wrong?
yes, I will go.
I'm your son, always to be a son. . .

Mr. Rain

Mr. Rain, give me one more start,
when the time's never going faster.
To much older than the one who lied
My mind has gone to the Mars Planet
Round the face, big no, big yes, up to you. .
You can buy anything in time
Make a funny day for the last time, last night . . .
Buy and then you burn, my firend is unfriend
They will go on,
I go to sleep. .