Darkness surrounds us, its pretty we say but ugly is the heart of mankind. In the split of a second, they slit your throat for a dollar. A lot of them are scholars, some kneel at the altar bringing dishonor to Jehovah. Some call us friends, their smile bright as the morning sun, if not careful, they kill you with a shotgun even when you down.

The heart of mankind is so unkind there's no place to hide, no where to abide not even on the hillside because they lurk around the countryside. Mankind not nice, they hit and run, clip your wings with their machine gun the moment you start shine, to how they badmine

Mankind heart is now a disease with no cure, no longer pure it empties the darkness at...