Man has defeat humanity
immerse their own judgement,
The knife is flushed by his brothers blood
it breaks the parents thrust.
Modern violent animal
do not know ones own men,
Don't obey the kinship of
mother-sister.
Who gonna teach them philosophy
when they are going to outrage thoroughly
Mr. khanna's wife fled away
with Mr. Chattargy,
That's why i think
with who we make the family!
Hymn of creation is love
but hymn of love is play a trick.
Men turns towards terrorism,
terrorism towards ruin.
Ultimate result of that will be
universal dissolution.
My Lord! can you tell me
where the end of that?
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