Oh, my sweet heart, elders told me:
who kills with a sword dies by a sword.
in crossfires, stressed by choices
Only fools hop for war be over...

Say, what matters, if youre innocent, but weak...
Say, what matters, in your bleeding victory.

Oh, my good lord, I cannot tell, who I am loyal to...
I'm striking your own law, if I have to kill to protect you.

Say, what matters, if youre innocent, but weak...
Say, what matters, in your bleeding vicrory.

(Dear)

Youre so far, far away, yet so very close.
I cant understand you, and I cant reach you.
Youre so far, far away, yet so very close.
You dont speak yet I feel, my heart's ansvering.