My name was Claudia. I lived in a beautiful mountain
There was a girl in the town. She had a big heart whom I loved
The sin was unforgiven, but the victims of the prejudice
The witch-hunt was born in the dark, nesting in everyone's heart
Love is innocent, but guilty in the box
Wished to be unleashed. My vision was getting dark
My name is Joshua. I live in a big city
Everything is different though, but my nature hasn't gone away
Alone in the crowd always. The witch-hunt is still going on
Although some are open-minded, the box has been getting bigger
Love is still innocent, but still guilty in the box
Wish I will be able to find one whom I loved
My name will be Clodia. I will go back to my home again
There will be my sweetheart. She will find me anyway
The promised land will welcome us. No one will bother us again
We will find a way to escape from this circle at some point
Love will be innocent, and no more guilt
Wish every soul won't be alone again