The secret is no longer a secret
When the whole word can be closed
But my acts for you are spreading without insulation
Shame is no longer ashamed
When all your kurang you know
My brain is not very good at counting the number of your hianat;
Love fooled me
Care is now not for you
When you start ignoring me
But this patient is still intact
Though you hurt me
And you destroy my hope;
With all your lies
Not satisfied yourself?
You are ever "named"
Now just the same
With those who like
Build love without foundation and roof
Will crumble as the wind passes through it
And now feel the consequences
The lying ruins you have guarded
Swept away by the vortex of karma
Perhaps this is the answer to Prayer
The Power heard
