The way I’ve hurt,
I think nobody deserves at all.
But I think of those hungry people,
Those helpless people,
Those aimless people.
Oh my lovely people,
Why did they pay the price
That I was investing?
Why did they let their dream die
Instead of following the life as the ending?
Why did I make them fight?
Why did I make them choose the thing I thought was right?
Why didn’t they listen to them?
Or maybe I made them choose this life aim.

I don’t know how many apologies I should owe
That the beautiful world you want to show
To your kids, to your belongings,
To your family happily singing.

Forgive me, my soldier, I let your dream die.
I let you fight against your brother
When you wanted to live a peaceful life.

I taught you to leave your soul dream,
So I could use your skin.
I am so guilty now,
Please forgive me, my dear soldier.
I want to wash my sin.