Do you see as darkness stains it,
With the wickedness in man’s heart?
Do you see as the shadow stains it,
With sorrows that has no hour of rest?
I wish my dreams can bear wings and fly,
And be wholly seen as the night.
For lo, I see a world bereft of bliss,
Where coffers are filled by men’s act of sin.
I wish my vision can speak her truth,
And bring clarity to the world’s chaos,
For men dislikes the taste of truth,
And find solace in the comfy bed of lies.
I stood on a tall and lofty cliff,
That I may capture the world in a glance,
And lo, I see our story clearly written
From the abundance that fills our heart.