Ten years I've been stuck in the pale frozen shell.
Ten years I've been waiting to be free of this hell.
Ten years I've been trying, but how, I know not,
But for ten years I've been stuck in this pale frozen shell.
So long I've been whispering to ears far beyond.
So long I've been waiting to hear their faint call.
So long I've been hiding from blind rage destruction,
But for so long I've been whispering to ears far beyond.
I've been waiting, I've been whispering,
I've been alone so long, I am fading.
Ten years I've been but a shadow of myself.
Ten years I've been darting from place to place.
Ten years I've been sheltered in this frozen wasteland,
But for ten years I've been but a shadow of myself.
So long this desolate winterland binds me.
So long it holds me from homelands unknown.
So long I've tried to call it my home,
But for so long this desolate winterland binds me.
Dragons' call, this is no place for me
Kyuubi's tails, just let me be free.
But is any world my home? Is any life me?
Do all feel this way? Or do they have homes?
Places their souls remain
No matter their forms' wanderings?
