Acceptance in my shrine,
Finally the devil has dine.
I’ve wounded love and forgiveness from both my fathers.
Oh ! heavenly is the earthly trials.
No waste to the wrongs I’ve made, no loss in regrets I saved,
Whether in good or bad days, I still hope for a cool day.
The comfort it gives, dying in peace, with the wind at your feet.
Acceptance is my shrine
With no doubt of what I’ve cried.

No troubles to worry, no care to give.
For knowledge isn’t great,
When death roams never away.

Seek the help you feed
Let the heart sabotage its greed
For acceptance is all our shrines
And the devil will forever dine.