Why have you treated me like this?
I wake up to see, yet another trouble,
Knocking on my door,
He stands firm and strong
Life why not, gives wings to lion,
And melodies to the ocean
Why not make gains plenty as pains
And give shame a bounding chain
Oh you beast,
You bound up the innocent,
And set at liberty the criminals
You have a tongue,
But you can not speck the truth
You watch poison change for wine
And watch sorrows given for joy
Who created the devil?
Who gives him life?
What a hall, swift like rain
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