The more we see,
The less we feel,
The more we drawn in disbelief.

The better life is,
The worse we live,
More often we stand on the knees.

The more we make,
The more we break,
We've made so many cruel mistakes.

We are the debtors for ourselves,
We know how money smell.

The more we learn,
The less we earn,
The harder we enjoy the scorn.

The stronger pain is,
The less we miss,
We all assume that sin is bliss.

The more we bleed,
The less we need,
The less we suffer from the greed.

We flow like leaves in waterfall,
We know how much is gold.