The Thirsty Curse

Oh my God! Where are you?

Am I the only one seeking for you? 

I feel I am over

For that vile hands, 

Freezing me once more

At a glance.

I wish I could defend 

I wish I could bring about the end. 

I wish I could say

I wish I could betray

Just alike them in a den.

Oh no! Why am I crying? 

Why can't I appease myself

Just like they do

In a tipsy sense? 

I wish I could defend

I wish I could bring about the end. 

Oh God! Why did you make us? 

To endure the pain

Is that the task? 

Why are we here in filthy air? 

Why can't we live? 

Where to complain the thirsty amusement? 

Why are we here alive? 

I wish I could defend

I wish I could bring about the end.

I just can't imagine the clinginess

Which has made my ignorance

I can now see myself as a Courtesan

Locked in the cage of Barbarism. 

If they are becoming oppresive

So why am I becoming impassive?

Why can't I forget the daily incident? 

I wish I could defend

I wish I could bring about the end.

Against whom is the battle? 

Against them, the part of ourselves? 

I don't know what to do or what not

Is that easy to set fires against their mother's cold emotions? 

Do we have that society?

To provide courage and respect fully? 

Oh my God! I am asking you

Why don't you answer? 

Is it possible to survive in the hell

Whereas we came from heaven?