What He Loves Most

I won't tell you that, that, that,

But I do I can tell you why, why, why.

I hate be maniputaled for the world

And how they circumvent of all,

I hate I have loved with my heart

And they pay me with wile

But I don't need say this

Well everythig what I do have price

And the time came

To collect my board.

I hate give my conscience because somehow

There not a real thanks in theirs mouths,

I hate be the last meanwhile everybody

Choose the fate of my way,

But I don't want to direction

I know where my heart goes

I just want that you know

Before hit my core.

Tell me, what

Was I do?

Why

Are you evil?

Where

Can you hurt me?

For what

Are you gonna make?

And then

Why do you do that?

If you make me cry, God will make you cry

And if you doubt it, just wait and cry

Because even you don't believe I'm His star

Because I just give true love

And if so you doubt you will realize

When it will be your turn to pay up

Because I am what He loves most.

Chapter V: My Universe