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 bosses always said
Come and get your needs in my corporate
To be tired by works
And live within the emptiness
I miss lonely hearts
Don't be blind

Let's stop the works in their fields now
Let's stop the works in their fields now
Let's stop the works in their fields now
Let's stop the works in their fields now
Let's stop the works in their fields now
Let's stop the works in their fields now
Let's stop the works in their fields now
Let's stop the works in their fields now
Perfect sky

Unperfect sky without your smile
Unperfect sky without your smile
Unperfect sky without your smile
Unperfect sky without your smile