The Melting Time

The melting time steal the path
And the musky thoughts
Rush in my vein

Confused is the self, still in path
Pureness of thoughts, still intact

What was the gaffe in the path
Age or religion
The answer is paved in pain

And the melting time steeled the path
Again I rush to my way
Where the time has a ray

But confused is the self
And the melting time pave the path
Drawing me back into the time...