Waliur Rashid
Drunk on high hopes,
I keep dreaming on, with eyes open wide.
I can’t even fathom the world passing me by.
My dreams turn into my reality.
Oh baby, you’ll never see the darkness hiding inside me.
If I could pour everything out of my mind.
The whole world would go blind.
The relentless chronicles of hell,
all begins with the sound of a bell.
When the world turned me down.
I crept into a little town.
Here I am me, and we are we.
There is nothing left to happen
and nothing left to be.
Wali enjoys lying in bed doing nothing. But he does enjoy a good Lovecraftian movie!