The Secret - And One

Thousands of green trees become stunted

Contaminate!

Big deep changes in oil paints

So never never say that’s fate

Look at the good old forests

Spending oxygen — play

Destruct and cut-down essential areas

Fall into oblivion someday

I have a secret

It leaves a trace at the place of delight

I have a secret

Playing destruction the devil inside

Believer, believe me

I see your traces in dark

Reciever, recieve me

I see your faces in the dark

That’s not my responsibility

And I should walk out

I’m deeply moved, now I regret

Now I know what I’m talking about

I have a secret

It leaves a trace at the place of delight