Seven's luck guides my way,
Through four's death, night and day.
Eight's excess fills my soul,
While one’s lack takes its toll.
In life's balance, we strive,
With fortune, fate, we survive.
Beyond death, we find more,
In scarcity, we soar.
In life's balance, we strive,
With fortune, fate, we survive.
Beyond death, we find more,
In scarcity, we soar.