Start Looking Towards The Sky

What kind of u to give me
U desecrate all of this world (x2)

U should save your life
Lord,bring me faith to grow!

U cry for me like always..
There's nothing could be saved

There's nothing could be saved!~

Your inimical militate to everyone,
God will satirize u to the up and downs,
A tribe build a platonic together,
But u insolent in this enclosed land,
U are a warmonger,
And u give a wretched in this earth,
A vine will kill u in vain (x2)