Lyric

Let the thought that seems to burst, words of a soul loose

Light to leak from the gray sky subtly

I closed my eyes gradually

I attached a chain to a foot by oneself and gave up chasing thought

I had uneasiness for daily life named common sense and imitated a person desperately

(Confront)

Don't look back by any means

Your figure which was tied to

OK, stand up

Strongly grasp a fist

Begin to move now

The sky is high, and raise the fist with words of a soul