The soul struggles in the fumes of festering blood
Hurry up the curtain of conscience
Condemned instinct
punishment maltreatment
My black soul faded
Together with the breeze brings coolness
The rhetoric behind the intercourse of the world
Nutrition faith
Sits in the glory of majesty
With my conscience blend light
The steps I journeyed on the verge of ruins
My instinct collapsed the word of god
As the sun dried off my eyes awake
Shed tears of regret
With my silence fixated on my prostration
Melting the sin of the blood of this pus