Guilty if I
I don't believe love?
Guilty if I
That is not sing, and shout?
Guilty if I
That all the hate me?
Guilty! Guilty!
I don't see the point in life
Just hold on to a straw
That slowly falls
In cold grave of your joy
Guilty if I
That your face like the back?
Guilty if I
That all the words as fallen leaves?
Guilty! Guilty!
Freedom
You are no more
As long as I can
See your faces, your back
