Look out, this pale sky You'll just see this faint blue line Difficult to sight the sun Back from the irony and shame Trapped for unknown reason Without knowing, why But on that dark evening Your prints were on the knife Trapped you will be forever? Without the right of forgiveness How will you end this misery? Or the road to it? A knife that you never touched A knife that you never seen But on that dark evening Your prints were on the knife Won't fell the Rays of the Sun In a Cold Cell Get used to it Feel the Humiliation Trapped you will be forever? Without the right of forgiveness How will you end this misery? Or the road to it?