We lost our innocence
in wealth
expressing yourself, you look shabby in wealth.
people all try to get wealth by fair means or foul
feel the futility after getting wealth
sometimes, you must kill someone
set someone on suffering from poverty
but the emptiness and regret remain in your mind
at the end of this way.
The world under material,
Endless race to get something
Forgetting ourselves, we live to get something
Don't you know any shame
after looking at your face
reflected in the mirror?
Everything to the ground
This is my prophecy.
This is my life
This is your life
Something we didnt get
Something they took away
and then for those suffering from them.
Don't follow the wealth
Because that's a trap.
It looks as if you could reach out
but you have to sacrifice yourself
you'd forget your innocence
We must keep our faith
The life after the realization
It would give serenity to us