From wishes and hopes I was created,
for now I walk in the hate and fear of words so bright they ignate to to fight.
For as people we are created equal and pure as am I,
but people like to cry.
For impossible to love I only see hate,
in this world that no one has made it.
I burn like a star but all star will burn out.
Like people who burn each other out.
For iron and flames is all we make,
so I stay here and cry.
For now I will rise.
I see a world of angry people,
but angry is no strength or power.
Only fools will drive off those emotions.
For when does the new day stand?
For when will time begin again?
Fated love, and rival maids are all you see.
For you can burn the earth with words and a dream.
Flames and iron in one's heart has no room for peace or hate,
fate has nothing on me.
Words rise and revolution rain over the sky.
For I see them in the rain,
raising the red flag of hatred.
Believing the impossible,
but impossible is in impossible no doubt in my mind.
For I hear their whisper of night,
their hearts burn so bright like lights of suns in the night.
For now I fight undefeated they rise.
For I was born in this world as it all falls apart.
For now white lights of stardust glitter the night.
For my war of blue and red mixed with the white lights.
For we will fight until the whole world knows who we are.
For they fight with no hope in the morning light,
but the night for you can only rise when covered in shadow.
Now I forgive the world which I loss my ideals and regrets,
As I walk in shadows.
I now walk against all I evered know, yet I still fight.
For the land of blades and tears is gone.
But all of the lights are gone,
for now nothing remains now even I must burn out my light,
for even my starlight has lost it’s light.
The light of the last stardust.