The Sun opens her doors at dawn
Darkness escapes the stage
Light travels to ****** lands
Golden eyes overlooked the mirage
While the minds slip into depression
Seeking answers from death?

Vainly, they're wasting their lives
No light in their soulless eyes
Hope is a void from the Hades
Suicide! You're only a sickle of death
Tell me, can a dead lion **** an animal?
No! The fearful King is powerless.

Now,  listen o withering minds!
Look up to the bed of dark clouds
Above them are shining stars
Can dark clouds quench the stars?
No! Stars are unquenchable bulbs
Depression is a curable disease.

That mileage can be covered with steps
That mirage afar is a cloud of illusion
To deceive men of little minds
To twirl and dig their graves
With guns, poisons and ropes,
Suicide is not the answer to pain.

O you heirs of mortal beings
Come let us reasons together
Whisper your pains to the winds
The Heavens are widely open
Answers are coming fast
Needless is that decision.

Darkness shall last for a night
But Sunrise smiles at dawn
Yes, gold does cry in the furnace
But glow like a virtues woman
Yours shall not be different
I know, you’ll smile again.