There's only one who cares
But as the prudent one exalts, he is gonna find his faults
Ah, but in this he does rejoice
There's no rest in the west, so to the east he goes, to the east he goes
His burdens though heavy, he somehow bears
While oppression is the poor man's choice
As destruction of the poor is their poverty, is their poverty
But as the wise man sees, he knows, he knows
As for his seed, there's only one who cares
Though his pilgrimage extends, his progresses ascends
His damnation comes from not burning free
