Don't restore your madness
Let us bury all fallacy
Why do you
Again expect me
To wear your same madness
Religious dust
Spreads in the dark of dreams
Come close to the window of light
Sip your fragments of beautiful life of fragrance
Kept in the cup of words
We are not true to our hearts
Always try to be good to God
Or religion
Or holy books
Our souls surrounded by various beliefs
Don't you know
Madness nowadays most powerful
Than our State of life
Let us withdraw
our song of heaven and hell from beliefs.
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