Still like the waters, bright like the sun.
It never stops flowing, show me if there is more.
Ye shall be ecstatic, yet quick in ranting
Foul words run loose, the music shall be exciting.

2. Spirit is happy, soul is ******.
Love quite an illusion, the aftermath is commotion.
Sing my hymns, the hymns of joy, feel my pain, the music thou shall pay.
Every color is unique, my advice to you.
Death is a gift, embrace it be cool.

The rays of the sun reflect on my eyes, from early this morning.
Thus I am still weary, Ye I shall scorn.
I try to chase the wind; my mind is too unique.
My heart filled with rage, O my why today.

2. Now it is noon, thus the scorching heat.
The boredom is depressing, for all I do is sit.
Perhaps I am contemptible, for my laziness.
My selfishness is outrageous; I am without context.

3. The sun is down, my energy is depleted, my willingness is diminished.
I am full of pain, relieve me of my misery.
Thou cannot save me, I am derisive.
Who will come to my aid, for I am dismissive.