My dear son;
i'm going to somewhere...

One smoke and another
tensions rising...

I move closely
as you close your eyes...

Go; my love please go,
i just stop loving you...

This old guitar
singing the same song...

How could life be so unfair?
am i not deserving...

With a touch of your hand
i can feel your heart...

I hate the truth
it hurts the most...

Let me bleed if your wounded,
let me wept if your about to cry...

A beautiful green paradise
the garden of eden...

In the night
hear you cry...

A sad story,
a tragic movie...