How many people know you alive...
What have you done to be recognized...
Think over
I chase for ideals
By paper sword in my hand.
World is full of commonness
It destroyies everything.

I'm looking for a justice,
Every single day
Again...

Like plastic soldier in a war
I fight with enemy force
Sensless rhythm
Darkness is my shield,
Society kill belief
Again

That is strange
Any devil in their eyes
Any devil in their smile
Is killing me

Like a soldier in a war
Like a soldier in a war
Again
That I’m thinking of myself
That is strange