I can’t say… I can’t say… I can’t say…

But it seems like I’m running from my own past and future.

It’s very difficult to find that own system balance.

Yin…Yang…Yin…Yang…

That armor I possessed is gone, is gone, is gone!

I found I had wings that I never even knew I had…

Underneath that armor…

That armor that I created with my own two hands and my heart…

The soul I put into it…

Is gone, is gone, is gone!

But what I can say and what I can’t say are mixing up…

Are mixing up…

I’m in my very own state of confusion!

It’s agonizing… It’s agonizing…

And I just can’t seem to express my feelings,

And I just don’t care what you say…

And I just don’t care what you say!

My armor is gone!

My armor is gone!

My armor is gone!

I let my guard down and now it’s gone…

I despise these wings!

Yes…I can fly…

But that just won’t protect…

That just won’t protect!

With that armor I made so many years ago…

I was never hurt…I was never hurt…

Now I’m left out in the open.

 

That was three years ago,

A time I was naive,

Now I can see the beauty.

I don't expect you to understand,

I don't expect you to see,

I don't expect you to know.

It was a bumpy ride,

But those wings

The wings I despised so

They never abandoned me,

They stayed right behind me.

They helped me fly,

See things I never could have,

With that armor I had possessed.

Sure,

I did get hurt,

I did feel pain,

But I was able to heal those open wounds in my heart.

I can now extend,

To the farthest reaches.

And I can now successed,

In this mission,

Called "Life."