Baskadia

STIFE AND HARMONY

Hardship and amicability, two powers of life

A ceaseless fight, a steady hardship

One brings turmoil, the other harmony

One destroys, the other can ease

Struggle, the severe taste of agony

A power that can make us crazy

It comes in many structures and tones

From trivial battles to worldwide news

On occasion it seems like difficulty will rule

And all around is harmed and torment

Be that as it may, in the midst of the turmoil and the battle

There's generally a flash of light

For congruity, the power of good

Is dependably there, misjudged

It's not frail, it's not uninvolved

A power can be gigantic

Agreement, the lovely sound of life

A power that can end all conflict

It comes in many structures and shapes

From affection and harmony to basic departures

On occasion it appears as though amicability's lost

And all around is storm thrown

Yet, in the midst of the disarray and the conflict

There's generally an opportunity for another day

Struggle and concordance, different sides of a coin

In this world the two of them can join

For when they cooperate in a state of harmony

They make a life that is rich and unmistakable

So let us make progress toward amicability's hug

Furthermore, let struggle assume a lower priority in this race

For eventually, amicability wins

Furthermore, presents to us all the harmony that starts.

Hardship and amicability, two powers of life

In consistent transition, in perpetual hardship

One brings disorder, the other harmony

One destroys, the other can ease

Struggle, the most despicable aspect of humanity

A power that can obliterate, unbind

It comes in many structures and shapes

From insignificant battles to horrendous gorillas

On occasion it seems like struggle will rule

And all around is harmed and torment

In any case, in the midst of the disarray and the battle

There's dependably a gleam of light

For amicability, the power of good

Is consistently there, misjudged

It's not feeble, it's not uninvolved

A power can be huge

Agreement, the tune of life

A power that can end all hardship

It comes in many structures and shades

From affection and harmony to basic perspectives

On occasion it appears as though congruity's lost

And all around is storm thrown

However, in the midst of the bedlam and the conflict

There's consistently an opportunity for another day

Hardship and congruity, different sides of a coin

In this world the two of them can join

For when they cooperate in a state of harmony

They make a life that is rich and unmistakable

So let us make progress toward congruity's hug

What's more, let hardship assume a lower priority in this race

For eventually, concordance wins

Furthermore, presents to us all the harmony that starts.