Wish My Heart Be There
God…
If there’s no joyful of paradise
Am I still sincerely prayed for you?
If there’s no burning-fiery hell
Am I still staying away from your prohibition?
I’m just a dust which covered
By all weaknesses
Inappropriate to touch your holy palace
But unable to breathe your fiery hell
Too many mistakes
This had done in every step
Of my life
Fetter my legs tightly
So I’ll never walk on (more…)
ikhzanagi 