Each morning was never
Equal with option provided yesterday, trying to make more riches more sorrow I get.

I walk into the fraternity of the
Rich, more my soul make me to
Understand that I have socking myself into continues nightmare of anguish journey without end.

I walk into the shell of my wealthy,
More my soul flood with crises and critics, suffering the decision
I took in hurry.

My soul is trouble like a disturbed
Ocean, Am looking for refuge, I walk into mountain but i find none, I walk Into the land I find none, I walk into the ocean, I find none, I move beyond the earth atmosphere, I...