The crisis, dark cloud has closed the world
When will we see the sun rise, the sea floods lucky days.
The incurable viruses strangled us, blood in rivers.
We walk in treacherous winding roads, living with
Rash of gold bribed.

The living of slanderous one’s love of money,
Boastful talk, swaggering on others, conceited fools.
Abusive, brutal, lovers of no good.
The world drowning down, people
Dying like flies.

Child rebukes God’s wisdom, that’s disobedience.
Widows and widowers cry, barrens long for
Their bundle of joy, we live with Draculas.