The flying winds of greed
The flying winds of greed
And lust,
Spin around,
And guide us to shameful paths
Much against our sober hearts.
We smear the clean face
With blots of tarnish deeds
From where no one can save
To a return to better life .
When sinful demon wake up
It can’t be cowed down
And once the truth is trampled
The life’s fragrance goes by.