Terrible fate, what to do?
Only walking and nothing else,
I watch the landslides ancestors
And I say, have to some pleasure,
But when dipping into my being
Longings and desires animals
Bearing demons without ever
Power to grant such wishes.
I'm being fickle heart
And it is perceived direction
Unusual that so often dictates
The direction of those who try and by a whisker
Already having a scar tattooed,
Condemns is certainly in vain misery...