How many people know you alive... What have you done to be recognized... Think over. I chase for ideals By paper sword in my hand. World is full of commonness It destroyies everything. I'm looking for a justice, Every single day Again... Like plastic soldier in a war I fight with enemy force Sensless rhythm... Darkness is my shield, Society kill belief Again... That is strange, Any devil in their eyes Any devil in their smile Is killing me Like a soldier in a war Like a soldier in a war Again... That I'm thinking of myself That is strange...