Looming Thoughts

I would like to begin with one of my compositions which is cynical but has a deep-rooted expression embedded in the lines.

To befit a promising start, I reconcile the road to friendship in exactly what I do not wish to believe....

Scavenging on a Notion/
Far from the Land,

Speaking with a Vengeance/
Scars on the Hand,

Scattering bloody Fashion/
Aye, Dracula Band!!!

See - Here Hate is Ration/
In times of Sand.

I hope my future endeavours would rise above the meaning to fulfill an enriching journey.