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 k** belief
Again...
That is strange,
Any devil in their eyes
Any devil in their smile
Is k**ing me
Like a soldier in a war
Like a soldier in a war
Again....
That I'm thinking of myself
That is strange...