Present is where we live
Walking ahead towards our future
But what about past ???
It’s angry because it didn’t last. . .
Devil smile on, it walks towards you
For it’s pleasure it gives nightmares too
For the deeds of the dead will never be forgotten
For the dead past will have present rotten
You won’t live to see the present
You’ll only look back at what’s done
But you can’t go back. . .
You can’t ignore the demons. . .
You’ll always remember the dramatic past
It’ll haunt you till the time when present doesn’t last. . .