This is life that i try to make the ends meet, but none is comply, we are the slave to money, dont you try to deny it … but if you do, you will die crise de conscience. well this life… life that works on HIS mysterious ways none can resists, even i cant, i’ll take down the road that the road ive ever been down, yo know the one that takes you to the places…where all veins meet. well i never pray periodically …. but tonight im on my knees pray with my heart .. i sang the words to HIM, i praised HIM, i adore HIM, i need to hear a sound, a touch, or even a whisper to recognised the pain in me, the sorrow that pull me down, and i let the melodious universal shine