I was wandering through a dark tunnel of terror of that night I was cut apart thoughts breaking through, running recklessly searching for light piercing through the way out Corpses line up blood of rain carving to dust, not making a sound speed of the silence
In a raging wind, control of confusion the spirit that controls this right arm Remaining tranquil, seeing through everything But my chest is hot! hot! The pulse runs
Like the speeding falcon when the prey is caught, it won't escape the slash marks don't spray blood the two edged sword is displayed
Decaying body pain of dying In my final moment, a future decided on and entrusted death of desire
Regret for the many years of a raging heart, hiding myself from the changing times burying the past, leaving the fight But now still, I think of you strongly! strongly!!
In the raging wind, control of confusion the spirit that controls this right arm Remaining tranquil, seeing through everything But my chest is hot! hot! The pulse runs