In sinking silence, dances life,as if haunted by voices,
In deranged minds laugh sanity,as if lost in nights..
In nightmares dances dream,as if gone through a tide..
Life,dream and sanity,all of it flows in a flow,as if an ocean,
Crashing on the sand of time..
And the sinking silence wakes up,with a silent scream..
Of agony..
