Oh, my friend
                                            Behold this victory
                                            This is our first Gloria
                                            Oh my friend rejoice
                                            As we prepare
                                            For the upcoming fight
                                            
                                            I won't let them say
                                            "It was a meaningless death"
                                            Until I become the last one standing
                                            
                                            The enemy is cruel... We'll bring it on...
                                            The enemy is colossal... We'll jump at them...
                                            
                                            With glory in our hands, we sing a song of triumph carrying our wings on its back
                                            With our determined fists placed on the heart, we cut through the loop of madness
                                            Dancing in the clear skies
                                            With our wings of freedom
                                            
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                                            Didn't the birds break out of their shells to fly, not to crawl pathetically on the ground? 
                                            What are your wings for? 
                                            Isn't the view in your birdcage a little too small? 
                                            
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                                            Freedom and death, the two of them are twins
                                            Freedom or death? 
                                            Our friend is only one
                                            
                                            What is the meaning of being born? 
                                            I don't know the answer to such intricate questions
                                            Even if our births were mistakes, I now know what we live for
                                            It's not to find reason, but to grasp freedom, resulting from our undeniable existence! 
                                            
                                            The wings of freedom...
                                            
                                            The hidden truth will become the piercing arrow
                                            The titans lurking in the depths of light and shadow
                                            With our previous beliefs crumbling away, feeling lost, let's still head towards the promised freedom! 
                                            
                                            The right way? 
                                            The left way? 
                                            Which way is it? 
                                            Friend? 
                                            Enemy? 
                                            Who are you, really? 
                                            
                                            With the fighting spirit in our hands, we sing a song of hope, bearing the horizon of freedom on our backs
                                            Holding the intertwining chains deep within our hearts, we sing a song of endless possibilities
                                            Dancing in the blue sky with
                                            The wings of freedom