Do you hear the tremor racing towards the end of the world
where the restless souls are pervaded with contempt
sprun by chains of chaos
Do you hear the curse drowning the never-reaching finishing line
where the brutal sacrifices are mistaken for glory
fabled by a falsification of ideals
Do you hear the sobbers echoing through the corridor of time
where the inevitable destinies are forsaken by malice
born from the cycle of calamity
Do you hear the outcry deafening the delicate sense of reason
where the grieving hearts are torn again
clicked once and halted everything to suspension
Nothing in this world is eternal
and nothing in this world stops you from changing
If revolution is the only option
then please not
lose your kindness or your nobility
