The silence never gets on with furious voice of man They both are not brave enough Coming out of this enchanted land of mind The land where creation means just an imagination And life is only called the nameless desire Thus the voice of despair is upon me Drown me out, as sadness is growing high Ceiling is going down, my feeling is low Therefore I feel isolate in this entire world Too small world...Too many doubts Too many floors of infinity is now useless Cause I don’t need I need the answers of Of ability and inability of being human being I need to know why I lost in these woeful worlds Tragedies are hanging me out for thousands years I need to stop thinking of what’s happening I need the superior vision of future Then I don’t want to be in dead calm Of modern man’s Solitude Sitting on the place...full of questions Looking down into flames And keeping away the sense In heart of the senseless world This is the depth of void