• The Heart is an always complexed matter.
    For how easily it can break and shatter.
    Lost loves and families can't be restored.
    Let the world know the anger youv'e stored.

    The Heart is an always difficult thing.
    Waiting for death's bell to ring.
    You will gon on with this sorrow.
    And only wish to die tomorrow.

    The Heart within the mortal body.
    Can't go on without somebody.
    A life cut short in the end.
    Hoping that your Heart will mend.

    I know now my purpose in life.
    To help people with their strife.
    The conflicts we face everyday.
    Will all soon fade away.