All of you are wrong,
The most venomous isn't serpent but human being,
I become benumbed everyday by poisonous biting.

I am not an angel to contain such poison,
Where will I find anti-venom to get rid of torment?
Is there anyone like me having pain vehement?

Let's create another blue sky,
A sky made of venom.
That sky will never have cloud flying at random.
That sky will never sing pitter-patter song.

That sky will never have moon,
Since venomous light cannot be poetic boon.
That sky will have no sun,
Because sun adorns life with color.
That sky will be a symbol of pain and pallor.
That sky will mock at human civilization.
That sky will always remind civilization;
How uncivilized the civilization is!
How lethal it is!
How perverted jolliness is!