Infantry.

Clutching, sweating, shaking.
I will guard this base.
All I need is my sword,
My good old sword.
It's blunt, no time for sharpening up.
I've got my 朋友,
Next to me, beside me, always with me.
'When all the arms we need are for hugging.'

The front door is coming down,
The swords, spears, axes,
All can be seen just poking through the
Wooden bastion.
It's a graphical mistake for them to be,
Breaking in, breaking in, breaking in here.

In come the warriors, strolling in first.
We all circle them, as if that was any good.
All the preparation.
All the friends.
All my life.
Lost in the press of a button.

-Tenji(san)

Author's note:Sorry that it's a tad depressing :/