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 (place)
without any trace (trace)
It's only the cold wind I feel...
It's me that I spite as I stand and fight
The only thing I know for real
There will be blood
shed
The man in the mirror nods his head
The only one
Left
Will run up on the dragon's back
Because the moutains don't give back what they take
Oh no there will be blood
Shed
It's the only thing i've ever known
......
Losing my identity
wondering "Have I gone insane"
To find the truth in front of me
I must climb this mountain range
Looking downward from this deadly height
And never realizing why I fight