The Bad (Old Regime)

Oh you my peers

You are not betrayed

Good has been hiding

As you have confused it with bad

After you have named it with “the bad”

Open your eyes

Handle all the keys

Of your homes

To look for the good

When you have covered it with “the bad”

Wake up from the dreams

Hesitate not to heal yourselves

Better dust off your minds

When “the bad” has been nesting in your minds

You’ve been seeing Mirage

You’ve been locked in a carriage

You can make a hole, just at least

And let the wind of changes come in

Cos you’ve been locked in “the bad”

You’ve been steered to wrong

By a captain named wrong

You’ve been just saved

When you were almost dead

But you are still singing songs of “the bad”

Did anyone warn of you?

Till the man from your own blood

Was thrown and dragged

In the battle of saving you from “the bad”