• I walked alone on the path
    As I wondered what life actually means
    It hurts me to even think about it
    But why can't I get the answers?

    Why...Has God made us this way?
    Must God created us as a failure?
    As the one that death followed
    Why must they do this to us?

    Does God himself hate us?
    Why does everybody hate us?
    Why must they always betray us?
    Why are we even born then?


    The path splitted into two
    In one,although it was very dim,we saw a glimmer of light
    While the other one only led to darkness
    And we stopped to choose the path that will take us to either our ruin or our happiness

    Can we believe in the light?
    That might lead us to our ruin or our happiness
    Or do we have to go into the darkness?
    That will lead us to our eternal ruin

    Why....Has God made us this way?
    Why must we be born as killers?
    Why must we be in this pain?
    Why...are we even born?

    What are our purpose to live?
    If no one cares for us
    Why do we have to suffer?
    While everyone else is happy.

    Why....are we born in this world?