{Intro}

Get Free Close your eyes and picture a mental image
A stage higher than yesterday’s
We’re fighters facing a reality that sometimes is crueler than a nightmare
The troubling stuff that attacks us from behind
Is called solitude
And the name of the monster that makes people tremble in fear is read “common sense”
Every time we go forward it sticks its tongue at us and calls us fools
And weakness steals away the courage that’s been coming along with us

Our blood seethes, we have as many scars as the experience we’ve gained
If we show uncertainty even only once our enemies will laugh at us

The past we’ve learned from someone else is a worthless sword
The horse we’re riding is our way of life, aiming towards a yet unknown future

Because if we run so fast that the tears we’ve shed dry in the blink of an eye
We’ll be able to jump just as high as how strongly we’ve planted our feet on the ground, gritting our teeth

When will the efforts we haven’t spared reach our dreams?
We get closer and it moves farther away, we proceed and find out we’re going backwards

We’ve given up on halting our march
Even when the cold head wind hits our cheeks
Clutching sweat and fighting spirit in our hands
The blade of our sneer is our general mobilization
Enemies you can’t control me
In fact silence is noisier
If you get in our way we’ll just have to crush you one by one
Ridiculous
We’re not the types to go along with irritating and meaningless horseplay

You know what I mean? If you want to know what victory tastes like, then Follow me
I know perfectly well that this is going to be a steep road

Our feet struggle without rest
Because we must not let this cowardly wind infect us
We aren’t weak
We aren’t afraid of anything anymore

Sweet as a Sugar…