The Illusion of the Fighter

The fog in the night

In the middle jungle of the dark

The lonely voice of the crying

When I alone and standing

            And I hope from the God

            When I see from the last

            I need you. . . . .

I melt when I see you

The diamon from your eyes

Bring me to fly away

In the heaven in the night

~Faisal Rama Andika (117843)~