Do you know I write songs of love?
Do you really realise that I write not for fun?
My words are fire that pierces into heart;
They spit venom and doom upon the evil men.
My words are dangerous to the ears of the looters,
Listen careful, I still carry every heart in my palms
To thrust that which stand for my legacy.
If we die today, let's die; if we merry let's merry,
Only the heartens are fanatic of their mindsets.
Do you know I write not for fun but for change?
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