Lyrics: Mohamad Haikal Azizi
Music: Wing Narada Putra/Mohamad Haikal Azizi
Oh what have you done to yourself
Sweet dear friend of mine
You have turned yourself into a pale horse
A stale pose
A small dose of poison
No longer you walk tall like the man you used to be
A leaf without a tree
A caged bird that would never be free
A small boat in an angry sea
An enemy is a friend
A friend is an enemy
A glass of remedy
Wine and comedy
Pleasure and agony
And i see this landscape of green
There is blood all over your screen
Don't take it the wrong way
I'm not trying to be mean
But all of these I've seen
A taste for my spleen
A dust in the wind
A king and a queen
Oh where have you been
And your little house is burning down
The pugilist's ready for another round
Is that silent or sound i'm hearing?
I get nervous around this woods
Trying to get this done as fast as i could
So why dont you just do everything that you should?
Because the hounds are shouting
And the clocks are counting
The lights are blinding
Forever enchanting
Forever we're moving
Forever we're grieving
Forever we lose
Forever in truce
Forever we choose
Forever abused
Forever enthuse
Forever confuse
And once we're dead
Forever we float
No we cant refuse