I remember your name,
I remember your face,
Imagine the world going wrong.
The human beings are immobile.
You cannot move. You cannot budge.
Long after mom kissed me good night,
I was afraid to turn off the light,
As horrible figures danced before me,
Each time I closed my eyes.
“Hard work is the Backbone of Success”,
Is the famous proverb, around the world.
But what’s more,
Everybody over here,
Are wearing their pants,
Moving their hands,
To the beats of the band.
The dressing table was made of timber,
And there stood the queen of cosmetics in her royal chamber,
With a well curved figure,
And a sensuous trigger,
Inside the beautiful bedroom,
On top of the decorated dressing table,
In front of all the charming cosmetics,
There stood a cute little bottle.
The cold wind had swept away the kind hearts,
The vampires had occupied their peaceful mind,
With terror and fear in each eyes,
Blood shattered all over the place,
With a caring mind and noble heart,
You teach us the life’s art.
Taking on a tough task,