langkah yang perlahan disusun menaiki anak tangga
satu, dua, tiga, empat; dia akan tiba
dunia kan berputar seperti biasa
mereka tidak sedar derita dan dera
kau cuba bersembunyi, cuba berlari, tiada jalan keluar
cuma cemeti di tangannya mengukir luka
libasan demi libasan, kesakitan di hatimu lebih dalam
tangisan demi tangisan, tak siapa sedari
dunia kan berputar seperti biasa
mereka tidak sedar derita dan dera
kau cuba bersembunyi, cuba berlari, tiada jalan keluar
cuma cemeti di tangannya mengukir luka
jiwamu didera, badanmu terseksa
hatimu terluka, kamu menderita...
mengapakah dunia seperti biasa?
tiadakah siapa peduli deritamu?
kau cuba bersembunyi, cuba berlari, tiada jalan keluar
cuma cemeti di tangannya mengukir luka
ABUSED [DERA]
slow steps are moving up the stairs
one, two, three, four; he'll be here
the world will spin as usual
they don't know of your pain and abused
you try to hide, try to run, but there's no way out
only the whip on his hand will carve scars (on you)
hit after hit, the pain in your heart is deeper
tears after tears, nobody knew
the world will spin as usual
they don't know of your pain and abused
you try to hide, try to run, but there's no way out
only the whip on his hand will carve scars (on you)
your soul was abused, your body is in pain
your heart is broken, you are suffering...
why is it that the world still spin as usual?
don't anybody care of your sufferings?
you try to hide, try to run, but there's no way out
only the whip on his hand will carve scars (on you)
Thursday, May 6, 2010
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