Our hearts were,
as pure as white,
a slash of grey there,
a slash of brown here.
Days went past us,
As a result of our actions,
Our hearts turned black,
While we commit unforgivable and heartless sins,
If we dig deeper into the disgusting pit,
We\'ll find our true pious selves,
We\'ll find our conscience.
Clean off the hearts of the filth,
We\'ll know what is love,
What is peace,
What is humanity,
What is good and what is bad,
You\'ll find it buried deep in you,
We were all good,
like the life just entering the world.