World changes
Looking into your eyes...

Trapped in a shell of a wounded heart
good thoughts ready to be reversed...

The voices in his head
screaming towards an end...

Blowing in the wind
Familiar voices...

Foreign countries
fighting for power...

With honor in his heart
and rage in his hands...

A borderline between them appear
Sadness gone with the last black tear...

So young
so shy...

I live in the dark. My best friend is out of...
Where should I go? Where should I live? No one...

A cold wind passes, the lonesome hearts
the dawn is breaking, I've played my cards...

The tears in your eyes
the warmth of your hands...

Sanity in silent confusion
creating this unknown illusion...