Impermanence... Creation and Destruction Transcending Life and Death... Detachment Heaven's Winged Slash...
The first sword, like the swiftest wind, faster than a flash of lightning
The second sword, like a forest, having an empty mind
This fear of a supernatural evil Is only the reflection of my inexperience in the water Who will do it if I won't? Awake! Matchless blue that crushes evil
Thousands, ten thousands, hundreds of millions of lives I grasp and brandish them all A tearing that chills the spine Do you have the resolve to break it?
The tip of my sword in the evening sky Resembles the fragrant crescent moon Time and time again I disappear completely To the flame of my sword
The third sword, an everlasting, unvanishing fire of my hatred's blaze
The fourth sword, unperturbed like the mountain
I decided never to cry again Even with blood spilling from my body The song of sentinels, is "wind, forest, fire, mountain" Has the prayer already finished?
Along with your absurdities Repent until you're broken fragments At least live as a warrior to the end Live beautifully, to hell
Conversely let me ask, in your heart Is there something you can't hand over? Time and time again... for a journey towards salvation, Purify yourself
Impermanence... of Worldly Things
Thousands, ten thousands, hundreds of millions of lives I grasp and brandish them all A tearing that chills the spine Do you have the resolve to break it?
The tip of my sword in the evening sky Resembles the fragrant crescent moon These wings that whip the wind endlessly, Come forth!
Impermanence... Creation and Destruction Transcending Life and Death... Detachment Heaven's Winged Slash...
The first sword, like the swiftest wind, faster than a flash of lightning
The second sword, like a forest, having an empty mind
This fear of a supernatural evil Is only the reflection of my inexperience in the water Who will do it if I won't? Awake! Matchless blue that crushes evil
Thousands, ten thousands, hundreds of millions of lives I grasp and brandish them all A tearing that chills the spine Do you have the resolve to break it?
The tip of my sword in the evening sky Resembles the fragrant crescent moon Time and time again I disappear completely To the flame of my sword
The third sword, an everlasting, unvanishing fire of my hatred's blaze
The fourth sword, unperturbed like the mountain
I decided never to cry again Even with blood spilling from my body The song of sentinels, is "wind, forest, fire, mountain" Has the prayer already finished?
Along with your absurdities Repent until you're broken fragments At least live as a warrior to the end Live beautifully, to hell
Conversely let me ask, in your heart Is there something you can't hand over? Time and time again... for a journey towards salvation, Purify yourself
Impermanence... of Worldly Things
Thousands, ten thousands, hundreds of millions of lives I grasp and brandish them all A tearing that chills the spine Do you have the resolve to break it?
The tip of my sword in the evening sky Resembles the fragrant crescent moon These wings that whip the wind endlessly, Come forth!