A poesy when becomes a dream to achieve

A senile frame I came to know

And then is when I told you so

Freeze!

Freeze!

So that I check you

Freeze...so that I can cheque you

And in a world dominated,

Where there is wreck

I can pluck you

Like a weed in the grain

Like salt in the stain

Annihilating the sorrow 

Destroying my tomorrows

A fresh start is what I then seek

For within me, I help thee

From within me, I set free

The long caged bird

And the skeptic herd

Thus began

The commotion of the devotion

The here and the there

Now kept from the stair

For the devil shall stare

He, from me, within me

And that shall be the end 

End of what all it becomes