Womb to Tomb

I was sleeping in my mother's womb..
happy...unaware...
now im in the world of creed ....
your precious world of greed.....

From the day i was born...I see this world..
many people I met...different sins instead...
Seven they called it.......more i found...
more i named....king of sins...i was crowned....

Hurt many sinless..... blinded by filthy need...
Left them to suffer...it was their joy....on which i feed...


Some used to hide....
Some just lied....
I cared about myself...
rest all should die...


I was sad once....then was proud.....
Sinned more and more...loved the momentary pleasure...
And the craze forever...

Did no good to anyone...selfish i was.....
Loved myself...lord of sins i was....

All i had done....All i achieved....
I was glad on the surface....But one feeling deep concealed..

Sleeping in my dark tomb....happy i aint...
Aware of what i've done......what i left in the world....
In the world of a new born...happy unaware.....

In the world of a new born...happy unaware.....


-Nithin Manakkat