In bed of roses
I’m the only throne
So piercing, ugly, disgusting
I’m an eclipse
On the full moon
So dark and obstructing
Lies my soul
In a solitary desert
Sobbing for a smile
Billion miles apart
What I achieved
Was my destiny
That broke away
Millions of heart
Colors of red earth knows
Elegy of departed lives
This is what my past beholds
Happiness, on tip of knives
Today, when the fire turned into ashes
Has known how many lives it has burnt
So do I regret for my deeds
But, Is My Regret Enough For Me?