Living along with a deep darkness
My scarred heart is a sword
Except to those who serve under me,
I'll show no mercy to any who come near me.
Since there isn't a single thing for me to lose
A fearless weapon is sharp
Marching down the streets of rubble,
crush any sign of opposition
Fighting, roaming, and then sleeping
There is no need for love in a soldier's heart
There is no such word as "defeat" in our dictionary.
When we lose, life itself ends.
Fighting, roaming, and then sleeping
Never do I need anything but the path to victory
Fighting, roaming, and then sleeping
Now I don't need tranquility or smiles