Sympathy for the ones who lost in their battles Giving extra courage to the dying others Life would easily devour us in the most evil way While we try to identify with the law of nature They might believe in a survival of the fittest Some say it's a survival of the luckiest Or maybe even survival of the prettiest In the end, you will just see someone survives Religions teach methods of a survival of the holiest You would rather be a survivor of the luckiest Or maybe even survivor of the gentlest However, we do desire us to survive In our world of randomness We wish to design our grand destiny Avoiding any factor of changeableness Steer clear from option towards extinction In our world of randomness We wish to design our grand destiny A destiny which is entering into the psyche And in our world, it's beyond our control Having open oxygen to breathe easily Freedom from now, but this does not work that way We never know if someday we must pay-per-inhale As we cannot expand our dimensional limits
