Will, purest will, pristine and crystalline. Shines without flaw, refined in battles many many times With a judgement sharpened keen, By the power I receive from the white armor The sword will slice away all remaining imperfection To purify this world The name is Hakumen. A soldier resurrected to a vile and devastated world. They call him Hakumen. Restoring order over chaos, calm the voices of discord. Destroy, tonight, all the evil souls. Will, purest will, returning from beyond. How did it feel trapped inside The Edge for many many years? In the quiet of the void, where the hidden eyes were searching for the enemy. Existence has been sealed from the true reality, In the glow of Magatama The name is Hakumen. Given to a way of life not blindly following the road. They call him Hakumen. Shatter any barriers that stand between him and his goal. Destroy, tonight, all the evil souls. Terminate the repeating Chain of accursed agony The name is Hakumen. A soldier resurrected to a vile and devastated world. They call him Hakumen. Restoring order over chaos, calm the voices of discord. Defeat would mean the death of me, Undefeated 'til i die!