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The Route We Take
02:01
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What stands behind me? Familiar guys with familiar faces.
Every eye and every story maybe simple and ordinary.
Today,from the past we get away,and make it a legend like I ever said.
A tale they spread,like we imagine every now and then.
We never know what’s in the end since we chose a way where no one stepped.
We never know when we’ll go astray and when’s the time our morale wane.
The trail we blaze and the path we break.
We’re not taking the easy way and let’s save it for another day.
What can be done to fit the rule?
What can be done to fit this world?
We take the route that is never traveled.
As if we have lived under no control.
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2. |
Non-Stop Fight
02:32
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Let us begin!
In the blink of an eye,brothers strive in a non-stop fight.
Wounded fighters lie me beside.
We stand for what? We struggle for what?
Standing on the edge of the cliff,I’m surrounded by the enemies.
They slowly approach me with a non-disguised hostility.
Sunday saints, Monday sinners.
They strike me with “mainstream virtue” as a defense.
Drifting might be easy but the thought of giving in never occurred to me.
It never occurred to me.
There was never a night that could defeat the sunrise.
How could this be?How can I find a peace?
Once you sided with me.
You drew the line and set the boundary when faced with difficulties.
Now I’m about to spread my wings but you try to imprison me.
Write a story for my own glory and the daybreak is upcoming.
For our glory.
Let the blood shed for their panicked faces.Throw caution to the winds for a step ahead.
No charge,no chance.No longer hesitate.Something unbreakable rooted in our spirit.
The essence is a source of the strength.A fact of weakness under a thousand masks.
So I stand and fight with them.Finally I realize that's who I really am.
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Shafts of sunlight filtered through the curtains.
After a wasted night, he opened his eyes and faced another day of an old world he doesn't want to face.
It may have come with a change of the heart and then a few minutes passed, again, he sat and took the glass.
“What the fuck am I doing here?”
Devastated and weary, he has been trapped in a stalemate which he never expected.
A lifeless living and a million excuses in a-hundred-day elapsing.
He smashed the glass angrily.
Then carefully, he knelt and picked up the pieces.
Seeing the fragments with the crying face accusing this unfair world “Why did this have to happen to me? ”
“The wind may bend us now, but we’ll never break.
Our heads remain hight.
Holding a short breath, just for a long term peace.
My friend, see what you have achieved and the promises you used to keep.
You are too young to despair, you’re not meant to be like a fallen tree.” Said by Gary.
The sobbing didn’t stop, still beating himself up. Grabbing the pistol from the cabinet with his shaking hands.
“Well, the world is no longer straight, so the only option is to escape.
Because of a failure undeserved, I choose a path undeterred.
This era ain't got a hold of me.
I don't want to live my life groveling, I want to say that I failed trying.”
“I'm a coward, I'm a wretch. Taking off the mask, which leaves a stench.
Holding the gun with my remaining strength, the courage to put myself at gunpoint is all I have.
I’ve composed myself and I’ll pull the trigger. Pick up this gun and defeat those who bullied me, please.
Bring it back to me here. Bring it back to me for my own peace.”
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4. |
Flashback
04:12
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"Never thought I could cry again." she said.
"After all the misery, thought it's just another friend's death.”
Yes, but how long does it take to be numb enough?
If so, what about the laughters we've ever shared?
Standing on the board he gave, I couldn't help but miss my lad
Think of how our friedship began, and helplessly the last word he left
Can we take it anymore? Are we really living? Or just simply breathing?
Hands off your crying face, make them into iron fists.
Our flesh might be binded, but our spirits are totally free.
Hands off your crying face, make them into iron fists.
Outside is the pouring rain.
Inside nothing's left but pain.
Fertilized by the weakness, our souls slowly decay.
Our tolerance keeps us alive 'till today.
But we still need something else to fling the chains away.
This belief in heart is deep. We're not afraid to bleed.
They try to tame us into docile sheeps, but no one had warned them to pull out our teeth.
Can we take it anymore? Are we really living? Or just simply breathing?
Hands off your crying face, make them into iron fists.
Our flesh might be binded, but our spirits are totally free.
Hands off your crying face, make them into iron fists.
The clouds are gathering. Blackness fills the sky.
Everything can hit the wall, even for the sunshine.
Nothing lasts forever. I see hopes in this shimmering light.
I won’t give up on changing this world untill the day I die.
Roll up sleeves.
Keep beliveing.
Dry your eyes.
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Home
03:06
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I always thought if this world is fair.
Then why is the wailing and despair still here,when the peace and prosperity is there?
That day,I took our last hope,tried to find the answer.
Opened the door and saw an old man sitting on the old wooden chair.
Something weird pervaded the living room.Nothing shifted but a television flared.
Nothing’s changed,nothing’s moved.Just a few faces looked at me in no mood.
Crowded room, but I still could smell the solitude.
No one wanted to be broken, they wanted to find their inner peace.
He was trying to find it, hence reaching his hands to it.
Searching for something.Something he can carry in the story built up by him.
Is this the house of soulless? We won’t forget.
Are we standing on the land of hopeless? The time we failed.
Even though things are now different, And now we rise.
If I choose to stop hoping in this world, do I exist?
I still remember the decades and those stories she told me.
I still remember how tough she taught me to be ,I know that’s something I need.
I won’t forget the days he raised me up in those moments I fell down.
I won’t forget the hard times he guided me through and the strength he gave me.
Should I stay or should I leave? I know the coward is someone I shouldn’t be.
“Break off the chains caused by our failure.”
Things we grab desperately in the shattered dream.
“Rise up!”
I’m not a man who can be put down easily.
“Head up and stand,just try to believe.”
“It is not that hard to breathe.”
All I am,or can be.I owe it to my family.
Mom said no more peaceful sleep.In my heart,is misery.
No more beautiful melody coming from Father’s whistling.
Something might be different from the life we used to lead.
From the shelter that raised me.That’s all the things I have to carry.
No,I won’t follow this stream,not only for them,but for my own peace.
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6. |
Stepping Out
03:10
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“In the name of freedom!”The circuits unjammed.
Our heads turned and look, we saw the door slammed.
As we wallowed in hope and desperation,with rage, his insides stormed.
No reasons could hold him, he extended his hands and reached.
We stumbled into his new reality, that he willed because he dreamed.
We're the people destined to walk upon the edge of the world.
There’s nothing to be changed when we hide behind this door.
We're drowning in the spit of the mediocre as we are stepping out.
So where do I belong ? Should I watch the man die standing alone?
Where do I belong ? Should I watch the man die standing alone?
“I've never realized what we have done for me, but through that door there's much more that we can see. We will never be the kings and queens, that blind your eyes and shattered your dreams.”
We didn’t pray for those lights to leave us feeling so dazzled.
We only begged for the gleams to light the corner where we’re trapped.
No more being complacent,pitiful and tired.My twenty years of purposeless living needs to be fixed.So stepping out!
As long as many hands can make the light work.
Every single thing is possible,even if it turns out it was nothing but hope.
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7. |
Waiting Line
02:35
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Leaves fade.Some spirits wane.
I know some things one day would come to an end.
Roots grab the sand,then trees stand.
After all this, will I stay the same?
So I keep running, pretend there’s something I’m chasing.
Chasing for an answer that no one asked me.
If there’s no rival, does it still count as a race?
Should I choose here to stay?
Step forward or just go back?
I’m drowning as the doubt covers my head.
I’m so sick of this. I’m so tired of this.
Accept those I didn’t expect.
Expericence those I didn’t understand.
I’m still here.I’m still strong.I am still that good young kid.
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8. |
Rise,The Morning Sun
02:24
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Break the silence!
The holding-back has ended.The daybreak drives the shadow away from me.
I waited.I drifted.I lost myself and now I’m sober-minded.
I’ll tell you my seen and heard, I know you can hear me at the next top of the mountain.
So rise,the morning sun , when the moment my narration is done.
I acted high and mighty,yet I fail in the deep.
Though crossed a thousand times of hesitance , all ended with my straight raw grit.
I built up the walls in front of myself.I strode them over.I refused to reconcile.
It’s not easy.
The journey is not easy.
Walking through this journey, I once had an epiphany.
Never thought I’d be over it . Never thought my life would lead to this.
The way isn’t far.I look down my scarred mind and clench my fists.
Rejoice that I’m still believing,believe in truth.
Believe in truth and follow you.It's you who makes me no longer confused.
After all the twists and turns,I take pride in myself and keep facing you.
Facing you and breaking through the hurdles, now I’m no longer confused.
I won’t sink within the stings in my heart.
I instead go above and stare into the sun.
Wave goodbye to that lost kid.I find myself being the way I should have been.
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9. |
One Heart
02:47
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Someone told me that it is easy to break off a couple of sticks.But it’s not easy to destroy a bunch even for a football team.
A thousand empty elite shells can’t defeat one single hardcore cell.No matter how well-trained we are,division makes us come to tail.
Unite ! We fight! Stick to one heart,never break up.
Unite ! We fight! We gotta move it on!
Unite ! We fight! Stick to one heart,never break up.
Even if sailing against the current.Moving forward ,not just a tale.
Getting lost on the endless sea,we’re trying to find somewhere that we can truly breathe.
This might be a place of no hope.At the same time,we stand with no foe.
The faith we anchored.We’re here together.For the honor.
No one can break us all.
You climbed the tower for seeing farther.
I’d rather dashed the paddles to move it forward.
Still,we are on the same boat.
Carry this ”We all keep a common goal.”
We’re here together so no one can break us!
And nothing can break us.
United we stand,divided we fall.
I mean there is something we can jointly hold.
Sometimes you’re depressed,sometimes you’re puzzled.
But you’re not the person who stands alone.
And yeah,unity.Our strides and our strength,
that’s something no one can stop ,it’s leading us to the goal that they will never know.
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10. |
Phoenix
02:45
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“One man,he told me he doesn’t care about anything.
Sparing no pain to make his value live.”
It's been about five hundred times that the story has haunted me.
And the vibe is getting stronger and clearer gradually.
Was it a meltdown for the period,or a glorious page in the history?
he said “I had nothing but my aspirations to live with.”
So what would it be?
The morning came with silence,blended with confrontation.
Interrupted by a blare,he devoted his all to reach some kind of peace.
“One man,he told me he doesn’t care about anything.
Sparing no pain to make his value live.”
The chains that bind are broken by the flames,from the ashes,the freedom rises.
Who’s gonna be the martyr next?
So what will I be?
I might dedicate myself to keep this splendid fire last.
With closed eyes,taking a deeper breathe and diving into somewhere setting me free.
To make this value live.
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11. |
The Disorder
05:26
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