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Dawn of whispers melted with mist

Tell me the truth I always needed

If we're about to die, I'd rather die fighting

So bless the soil that will be my grave

Charge the enemy, the path is carved

Raise your cry against their laugh

Dodge the bullets, watch your back

Devote the blade with their skin

Collect and save every drop of blood

Relentless to the final match

Why…?

Why…?

Why…?

Why…?

Why do I need to confront myself?

Why can’t I stop thinking of you?

Dawn of whispers melted with mist

Tell me the truth I always needed

If we're about to die, I'd rather die fighting

So bless the soil that will be my grave

Runs the blood of all my brothers

Crows will feast with our guts

All the hope is torn asunder

Come at me, I’m not afraid

Among the ranks I seek your face

My true reflection on a blackened mirror

Why…?

Why…?

Why…?

Why…?

Why do I need to blame myself?

Why can’t I stop thinking of you?

Dawn of whispers melted with mist

Tell me the truth I always needed

If we're about to die, I'd rather die fighting

So bless the soil that will be my grave

Dawn of whispers melted with mist

Tell me the truth I always needed

If we're about to die, I'd rather die fighting

So bless the soil that will be my grave

How many spears I’ve broken?

How many shields I’ve shattered?

To lead you where

the Grim Reaper awaits

How many tears for my guilt?

How much pain for my sins?

But this will end

when entwined we die!

Why do I need to confront myself?

Why do I need to blame myself?

Why do I need to define what’s real?

Why do I need to define what’s right?

Why do I need to define free will?

Why can’t I stop thinking of you?