Faces of Reality

Who are you to judge, thy others worth?
Who are you to blame, thy problems you made?
Who are you to shatter, thy life so peaceful?
Who are you to call, thy treat so lousy?

A demon rose from hell, a woman dressed in fur;
An angel thy want to break, a life thy want to bush;
Oh! how pity I am, of how ungrateful you are.
Oh woman! How crazy and evil you are!

Faces of reality, dreadful and deathly as you like;
Crash thy people you unlike, kill them in an instant;
Unfavorable everything they'll do;
No matter how their best put on to.

Woman! Thousands had been perish;
Tears, as thy people cried in despair;
Woman! When will thy see such merits?
When will thy bad deeds omit?

Oh! Who am I to question?
Thy bad attitude will change;
For thy strong as a fiend;
Oh God! Help me make it through.