Hanai: Alright! This is the last song!
Tenma: Aw, this was fun!
Tennouji: I've never had a chance to sing like this before.
Mikoto: Yeah, this isn't anything like karaoke.
Eri: And the lyrics... it's almost like whoever wrote them knows what we're thinking.
Harima: It's kinda weird. Or, it would be if I- we actually ever said any of it.
Tenma: Yeah! 'Cause then Eri would be in love with you, you'd be in love with me, and Karasuma would have a memory disorder!
All: ...
Hanai: Speaking of Miss Sawachika: why don't you sing the first verses again?
Eri: Let me check them real quick... why doesn't Karen? She has a nice-
Hanai: Too late! You're up after the chorus!
Eri: Wait-
We, the holy ones~ gloria!
Soldiers of innocence, children of truth and justice
We go out on the way
To fight for freedom, fight for innocence! Gloria! Gloria!
Glo~ ri~ a!
The scattered pieces
Stand upon the ramparts,
As my crystal tower falls
Crawl, from the shattered fortress
Take hold of my new dream,
Fly beyond these sacred walls
It's the will of the heart, way of the fist
The road of lords leads up to this~
Wrestling with the shadows
For my place in the light
Oh, to be the only one~
Face down the demons!
Their fading battle cries
A half-remembered song
It's the ecstasy of gold, a champion's reward
It's what the lonely heart waits for~
Gathered in your arms, the broken pieces are whole
Deliverance of the soul
Raise this song up to the sky,
Live my life with a warrior's pride~
I chased the dream with all I had
Why?
Why did it slip away?
I hated you with all I am
Why?
Why was it not enough?
I let the anger take me away
To places I'd never been
But it could not win the day
And the hatred turned within, oh!
Now I can finally see, understand:
I'll win the fight with an open hand~
Gathered in your arms, the broken pieces are whole
Deliverance of the soul
Raise this song up to the sky,
Live my life with a warrior's pride~
The face of madness
No longer in the dark
I see it in the mirror
Scenes from a memory,
A life I cannot live-
But one I no longer fear
It's the pride and the passion, will of the heart
Way of the Fist made into art~
Open your eyes,
Look around these divine halls
Raise your voice!
I want to hear you when you call
But if your smile slips into the void,
Close your eyes, and listen to my voice...
And though I feel like giving in
I'll dry my eyes
And return to home again
To hear your voice
Gathered in your arms, the broken pieces are whole
Deliverance of the soul
Raise this song up to the sky,
Live my life with a warrior's pride
Gathered in your arms, the broken pieces are whole
Deliverance of the soul
Raise this song up to the sky,
Live my life with a warrior's pride~ for
We, the holy ones~ gloria!
Soldiers of innocence, children of truth and justice
We go out on the way
To fight for freedom, fight for innocence! Gloria! Gloria!
Glo~ ri~ a!
Hanai: Great job, everyone! That was magnificent.
Mikoto: Especially you, Tennouji. I had no idea you could do a metal scream like that!
Tennouji: I was thinking about auditioning for a band called School Rumble, actually. I've been practicing for the tryout.
Karen: That reminds me, Karasuma: our class band doesn't have a name yet.
Karasuma: How about... Dojibiron Octaroon?
Megumi: Is that even a real color?
Eri: Hey, guys? Is anyone besides me wondering who wrote this?
All: Yes, who?
Akira: That would be me. I wrote it after... I got home from work the other day. Thought we could try doing it at the culture festival. So, what do you think, Mr. Tani?
Mr. Tani: ...Why don't we do a coffee shop and the play?
The End