Remorse:
Falling out… feeling the world turn black
Trying to breathe… suffocating now
Coughing up memories so dark
Strangling me until… until I die
The last Wolves of Mibu… still hunting
Those men of samurai, still cursing
Peace they called it…
Why?
I'm now hunted by my past
Constantly running… barely catching a breath
My honor has been tainted… why still I fight
For these changes many have died so vainly…
Still no one takes the war humbly
They fight for wealth… corrupting them
The people… still terrorized
But not so much by the samurai
Those Satsuma men… thinking so tough
Yet have our citizens suffered enough
To be shuffled between wars
This world should really be for them.
Them... those who I now swear to protect
For truly deserve protection from the outside world.
No one to fear…
Always showing remorse to them all…
