Why are you headed towards a battlefield?
What do you think in that sort of place?
Does your hand reach towards the mission that you hold?
Protecting someone, is that feeling love?
Aa, no matter where, you cling to the sin of fighting
I feel the bonds now
towards my comrades, towards my family, without cause
I stop my feet in the blood that flowed.
Even then, still search for meaning that connects you
A black bird flaps its wings in the darkness
Unable to see anything, it squirms under the sky
If the things you learn are shadows from hatred
Why do people cast such shadows?
Well, let's turn our faces towards the radiance and try to see what's next
I still believe in bonds,
maybe even towards those I should fight
This planet that was born isn't just lovely.
There's a tomorrow that can't be put right
Strong
bonds speak now to things you love,
things that hurt you, everything
I stop my feet in the blood that flowed.
Even then, still search for meaning that connects you
I still believe in bonds,
maybe even towards those I should fight
This planet that was born isn't just lovely.
There's a tomorrow that can't be put right