Waiting For The Summer Song

Waiting for the last dew drops on my veins
The flame of lust has just disappeared after
a Quick shower of Rain
Waiting for the summer in vain;she has ran
away w/ temptations wet,wild,untame
My prayers fall;my sleep sob discovering Arti
undressing Hall
False,false,false
She never loved me,she never did fall
She went on,she went on playing w/ my young
innocent,summer song with her siren-widen,
treacherous-eye-balls
Waiting,waiting,waiting for some summer songs
Infinite monks congregate to buy back my
sulfurous-sultry-soul
Adamant I am-for nothing I cried for arti;
I`ll have my call--let there be light
Stop genocide;A Tale Of Two Cities;Bare back
on Gaza-Strip;Beirut burns;Twin-Towers topple
turn;arti lights her husband`s dying lantern!