Memories broken The truth goes unspoken I’ve even forgotten my name
I don’t know the season Or what is the reason I’m standing here holding my blade
A desolate place Without any trace It’s only the cold wind I feel
It’s me that I spite As I stand up and fight The only thing I know for real
The only one left Will ride upon the dragon’s back
There will be blood-shed The man in the mirror nods his head
Losing my identity
Wondering have I gone insane
To find the truth in front of me