When he's awake, this is all what it rants. When he sleeps, it issues fake goals, free nude grants. WE'RE INNOCENT, WE DON'T KNOW, WHAT MEN'S HEART WANTS.. Love, peace, respect, health; we give it everything. But lust, hatred, plunder tricks; is all that it demands. Being proud noble Christ's soul; we can't see this shit being built. ACHILLES'S strength that we have, we hit it's nose with guilt. But this; a cunning fox, ugly sharp cat with a conscience made of spring. We may gift it with a heavenly damsel, still not the wedding bells but our stick and balls it'll ring. We go to the temple, pray for a cleansing, using all Gospel's chants. But even God starts crying and tells just that "I MADE IT, BUT I DON'T KNOW, WHAT MEN'S HEART WANTS."