Desperate to take

Lost in its wake

Time slips away too soon



Pleasures of fear

Drawing us near

Where could we go from here



Waste what we want

We beg and we're bought

And nothing is wrong with us



Life in these veins

Godless and stained

Glimpses of hope exist



Slanted advance

Threatened by chance

Time slips away too soon



Waste what we want

We beg and we're bought

And nothings wrong with us

volkan@yeditepe.edu.tr