They are born with extra-ordinary senses,
Know everything of life before birth;
Righteousness is the only purpose to them
And it makes them rush.
Where knowledges is empty searching in earth
That all wisdoms fell to be under feet,
And life can be filled with other things or ways;
So somehow emptiness enlarges their hands,
Clawed to kill these,
May tame them to feel good inside them.
Yes, thus thousands years have passed -
Same as water passes high to down,
And this can only bring rags to gown
But humanity ever unmatched.