1:52 amSometimes, life steals away people you love. People you adore.People who were making you smile whenever they could.Life is nothing but a thief.Another vague Robin Hood.Stealing from the rich and giving the poor
As if it would cause 'balance'.But who is really rich and who is really poor?Why, life, if I may ask, you do such things?Why do you keep on doing what we were taught is bad to do?
What we know for sure is bad to do?You kill themYou steal themYou let them lieAnd those who are left alone, you allow them to suicide. You call them for it.Because they want to be with the others
simply with the others.Why do you play with us, oh life?If you cannot tie us to your ropes and pull us around, why you take them away and leave us broken inside?Is that how far you'd go to take control of us?Tell me, life, what is your secret?