I do what I must.
I do what I'm taught.
Ignoring the pain,
the wound in my soul.

Touching my scar, left after a love.
The love who kept me as one?
The one that protected me.
I slay men for another new era.

I do what I must.
What I think is right.
Keep swinging my sword.
To protect the happiness,
of other people.

But once the new era begins
I will throw my sword away.
When the new era begins
I will start out for a journey
Searching for my own happiness.