From a windswept place that overlooked everything
A familiar scene is again reflected
And at a distant point, I can see
My tiny self just a little before

My confusion, grief and weaknesses,
Having thrown them all away, I finally understood

The sky that I soar through on torn up wings
Is as blue and highly infinite as my sorrow
I want to protect it with my own hands from the wings of lust
I don't need tears anymore

Inside my tightly-clenched fist
There is the answer that I've already chosen
I won't run away and I won't just look on
Challenging it, that alone will be fine

Those repeated things and heavy chains
If you're burdened with them, it'll be all right not to do it all on your own

This sky that I now soar through on awakened wings
Is a sanctuary without hesitation or filth
I want to rescue it with my own hands from the spiral of despair
No injury will be inflicted on it

I want to protect what's important to me
Everything, full of life, that I love

The sky that I soar through on resurrected wings
Is a sanctuary without pain or fear
I want to protect it with my own hands from the wings of lust
I don't need tears anymore
Never cry
Never cry
Never cry