The TOlol Lirycs

my arrogancy stand up in the middle of blind night, my eye [is] red stare at sharply silence, my road;street [is] dusky pass by the black jungle, called loudly [by] [of] me ossify to solve the night stillness, you don't ask what is in my marrow, you don't try to hinder my step, because principled human being me. this my road;street non your road;street,

so far go, non to become your slave.

but to become the best people on this earth.