You still lie and twist… try to squeeze a wicked Trying to resist… bounded and convicted Faith in non-exist… empty hopes and efforts You’re in a black-list… usual victim in the reports
Wheel of Sansara will roll Where you’ll be nobody can know Hell or Heaven… all is vain Breaking through is only the gain
Sometime you will feel need to clear your soul But heavy load of sin pull you to the foul Cure and surgeon’s steel can not heal this sickness Churches can’t redeem… your decline is fixed
Wheel of Sansara make roll again If you’re lucky you’ll see the rain Take a chance to wake and don’t ignore Sudden clash of thunder at soul
Final ray of hope… run low, slip away Final word of you have been lost in vain All fulfilled at night… in the dark of winter Only creak of snow… reason had been interred
Wheel of Sansara made roll again Soul’s sorrow, memory of pain Incarnate in scream of newborn child Whose heart lade in essence, dark in mind.