The Battlefield Flower

One day, unreal bullshit started spreading around
People are being manipulated 

Wishes aren’t overflowing, 

it’s just desires

Darkness that slips into tales went to far
The world that has been standing still now moves, gathering everyone
Creating “desires” “wishes” and a dwelling Soul Power

As I struggle while I keep seeking for something I don’t know
The Eyes from the Hades gazes down at me
Our Bright truth lightens up a reality, our voyage to the future
Once we’ll end this fight, we’ll see The Battlefield Flower

~Mohammad Destra Banyuaji J1A016050~