the wrong game

The green moon

You don't have the Rocket

You forget to cultivate friendship

You think you can fly

You play the Trojan Horse

Use it on the women like chattels

Believing it is your right

Feeling the glow of god-like shadow

You don't live in the ocean

Even you have the blue eye

Standing close to the jetty

You just ignore

You cast your net inward

Playing the game with the red and white

Thinking you have a future with your brand

Playing into the game of race and religion

The wrong approach you seek

You will fall into thousand pieces

Even the virgin brides will hide

You have nothing but a pawn of Lucifer