Chain of Guilty Room

Run and run Run away from the sun The sun of pleasure and mourn which had done or undone Teary, weary rain Weary rain which washed me with this pain Pain of bad dreams which get staging on its stain Stuck in this guilty room The room that freeze by the gloom The gloom that lurks behind the luster of your bloom Future never be Never be like the things that we hope to see That we hope to see for free For everything happened with a price A price that unable to be changed or even with our rights Our rights which saved and sealed without a compromise For the life which stuck in a price