| IKARI, MOERU IKARI*
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| KIRAWARETEIRU
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| HATESHINAI
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| TATAKAI
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| Tired from the war is the warrior’s heart
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| The wind keeps still, it whispers words somewhere far
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| This moment brings tears into his tormented eyes
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| Memories of home, the reason why he joined the fight
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| Winter has been winning this battle since it’s first day
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| Fear’s already friend, it keeps me raising up my blade
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| All this time I’ve fought for everything that has meaning
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| I’ve had my share of grief, so many deaths I’m forced to see
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| In my heart I’ve sheltered everything I need
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| To walk through this blood rain, even if it’s me who bleeds
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| No wasted years behind — this war could never be over
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| Being still alive makes me feel dead cold inside
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| IKARI
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| KANASHIMI
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| IKARI
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| In my heart I’ve sheltered everything I need
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| To walk through this blood rain, even if it’s me who bleeds
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| No wasted years behind — this war could never be over
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| Being still alive makes me feel dead cold inside
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| In my heart I’ve sheltered everything I need
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| To walk through this blood rain, even if it’s me who bleeds
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| No wasted years behind — this war will last forever
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| If alive I feel dead cold inside |