The
tastes and fires
Nobody
can try to escape
On
the route of illegality
On
the faith of a religion
The
illegality always tastes better
It
is the root of the fall for many
Draining
one's self worth in the end
When
the slanders fly in the net
The
grapevines will light up the fire
The
spreading of the forbidden fruits
Everyone
can deny the forbidden road
It
is the consciousness in the mind
The
tastes and fires
Money
plays a game
It
is the quick rich scheme
Many
too have fallen victims
It
will be come “I say You say”
Throw
in the dramas and threats
It
will make a good grapevine story
Then
it will become a fake tale
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