Someday out of the autumn breeze,
my eyes will be,
blinded, blinded.

selfless,
empty,
hollow,
a million among one,
and two among all,
will my eyes admit?

whats with you,
putting this hatred in me,
please help me up.
my eyes are sore,
i'll need to stop,
maybe.. its easier for you, for you.

Someday out of the autumn breeze,
my eyes will be,
blinded, blinded.

selfless,
empty,
hollow,
and two among all,
a million among one,
will my eyes admit?

Wait...
wait...
wait...
please...
(Da-reh-da... re-ka.. Ga-shi-ni ma... shi-ta...)
(meaning : someone died here)

its about time, the sun's singing.
we will take back whats ours.
take back whats ours.

save yourself,
save yourself now,
the riot [bad word] back,
the riot [bad word] back,
i'll take back whats mine.