Devils on its way, as smoke rises through the air…time will tell its tale.
Slow through the morning sky,the winter birds fly.
From dusk to dawn is time gone wrong
Buildings on the rise, slow light, slow light… HEED ITS CALL. One for heavens song, a community of divine beings.
Delhi phase, a light in the midnight sky. Fortitude from might, heavens light..
A dawns rise through the mourning sky