Sunday, January 4, 2004 at 06:25 p.m.
gempak
the dial of the clock goes swinging through midnight
as i wait for the screen of my phone to light
u left me there staring to the skies so bright
alone in the open there is no place to hide
so please forget me and i'll ride on my own
you were my reason to live but now i have no home
be it sooner or later you'll be longing that im gone
so i'll leave u a note of my tragedy-filled song

Mum i have to leave u and it wont make any difference
i've had enough live alone in this place where it hurts
i cant bear to shed any more blood from my wrist
i wont be coming back crawling on my knees
but i will remember the once and only time u held me in your arms
and sang to me the praises of God...

so hope for the best that i will become stronger
hold tight in your palms the pendant i have given
as it might the beacon of hope for me to come back
but i will bring back also a reason that i have held
a reason for u to change fo the better and live for the best for both of us...

Tuesday, December 23, 2003 at 01:22 a.m.
watever...
dis is the place where we'll be strong
marching forward to the streets of hongkong
with knifes in our hands we're ready to roll
d scent of blood follows ur trail towards ur fall
ur throat is the aroma of honey to the swarms of wielding arms

for we will give u the uttermost respect
but on dis grounds our courage will show the fact
that it takes more than that to be the light in dis room
to burn fear in anyone's eyes as we clash below the moon
deserve nothing but your respect for us to be calm

but between these exchanges of blows and these bloody fingers
i see my life as clear dat i am a gangster
after the lives of people that i have sent to the underworld
true to my fate that i have become caught in dis world
and nothing can escape me from dis bitter cold palms

the blood laid upon dis moonlit street junction
have prove me worthy of my own function
of a warrior to the king who only makes money
cos of young hoodlums like me and dat has let me free
as i lay upon d the bloodied body of one jus like me