Version1
Race of hatred and fury at home
Infinitely feeding itself on your pain
He, who goes, goes alone.
to carry the shard of the broken life.
strangled by the sequence of destiny
tortured plays of God’s own spirit.
hello to the bottom market of search for curses
To finally gain your reward right
Version2
Race of hatred and fury of a reality;
Infinitely feeding itself on your pain.
He, who goes, goes alone;
to carry the essence of an imperfect world.
Stifled by the sequence of destiny,
tortured plays featuring God’s own spirit.
hello to the bottom market of the search for curses;
To finally gain your moral reward?
