What does the world look like?
Through a homeless person or a nomad's eyes.
Is it a world colored in black and white?
Tell me, how long do they survive.
What does the world look like?
Through a guilty or a sinner's eyesight.
Is it a world filled with beautiful lies?
Tell me how miserably and desperately
We, the holy souls wish for them to die.
Tell me, oh sacred souls!
Have you lived their lives?
Have you ever wondered for once!
What does the world look like?
Oh, how blindfolded we are,
And how miserable inside.
We thought we lived in a better world
But we judge a sinner's sin,
Yet we hide away our endless vice.
We fill our mouths with lies and filth,
We believe the truth is what we disguise.
Oh scared souls! You blindly claim,
You deserve to live better
While sinners and nomads burn in flames,
When you ride for heaven
Because you are a saint,
The sinners must walk to hell,
Because they are the society of shame.