I should rise from the cliffs where I fell.
Or I will die and vanish in the depth of the hell.
It’s all or nothing with me, until I breathe my last,
Until the light rebuilt and the evil exposed.
All of a sudden the force aims at Zalem.
There are only 70 days remained, it comes to the endgame.
Doing this for peace rather than gaining world fame.
But playing a cruel game,
I shall survive and regain my true faith.
Tears won’t drop when a warrior endures his pain,
Whereas it rushes out when burying his love.
Get over this grieving process can he truly grow up.
Before long my darling, I will enter the field.
Safe and sound for the journey, and I’m not leaving for good.
‘Til the dust settle down, then again I’m with you.
As if it were that day, an angel had fallen,
Bringing me a heavenly fortune.