He Stands
He stands, alone...
Arm out streached,
the calm at the eye of the storm
Still a boy...
...untill you see his eyes
Eyes that have seen to much watch
the world flow by
seeing no hope, only duty
Mission accepted
Nothing can make things right now
wash away the blood
take away the memories
return his life
Omae O Korosu
He's too strong
too hard
inhuman
There's nothing left but the struggle
no life... no love...
unless you dig deep
break his hard shell of indeferance...
find the passion...
Free the child.
I Will Survive