LIMITATIONS

People, people, people
Whatever you
How great thou
You are as rich as any highway
People, people, people
You can not compete
with

Love, MY GOD
What do you have, no matter what you've accomplished
People, people, people
Yet a quarter penny 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,1
Owned,
Love, MY GOD
In an instant, when my love, my Lord, wills,
Crushed, dissolved without a trace.
People, people, people
only keterbatasanlah
You possess

The work: Dewi Motik