The glory of the past, had gone to underground And people just forgot Some people try hard, to wake up in this age To take back their life And in this "normal" rule, i just can't believe that was so cruel Some people get slaved, the field just like a graveyard for all desire The boss's always said, come and get your needs in my corporate To be tired by works, and live within the emptiness, (i mean) lonely heart Don't be blind...
Let's stop the works in their fields now... Perfect sky ♪ (Unperfect sky without your smile)