What is "freedom"? What is "correct"?
I have a strange dream, a wandering shadow...
It seems I can see it but I can't see anything at all; it's an illusion
Being left behind in the hectic everyday,
Depressed and in a distorted time-line
Rush ahead! Fly through the strong wind
To a place that's suffused in light and offers hope
Picking up the pieces of a dream I once had,
I'll keep running down the path I believe in
In order to live true to myself
Shouldering the burden of both sins and retribution,
My spirit has withered away
The pouring rain soaks me,
As though it would wash away this destiny of hatred
I'm just wandering alone in this intricate maze
Searching for the place I belong
Fly high! Embrace the blazing passion that flames know
Enough to tear the sky
Standing firmly on the rubble of lies,
In order to discover a yet unknown world
"Don't be afraid"
Crying out, from the bottom of my heart
To be "me"...
Rush ahead! Fly through the strong wind
To a place that's suffused in light and offers hope
Picking up the pieces of a dream I once had,
I'll keep running down the path I believe in
To live true to myself, I'll keep on running
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