All errors

Why I remain drooping head like corpse?
How I wish I could look up.
Why I remain closed eyes like corpse?
How I wish I could open my eyes.
Why I remain saying nothing like corpse?
How I wish I could cry out peace.
I don’t know why I continue bleeding over this matter.
Why?

The existence that forgives us is not that of those who called gods.
The existence that punishes us is not that of those who called gods, but our own.
The existence that kills us is not that of those who called gods, but our own.
So we must forgive and atone for each other
for all errors, all sins.

The existence that forgives us is not that of those who called gods, but our own.
The existence that punishes us is not that of those who called gods, but our own.
The existence that kills us is not that of those who called gods, but our own.
So we must forgive and atone for each other
for all errors, all sins.