The innocence captures the eyes
Take the path of the leading Land
Wisdom from every lips heard
Heart starts to think of itself
Passion washes by the dry river
Thorns bear by the leaves
Stems made to be like a sword
The innocence fades in the smoke
It comes to its destination
Protecting its own robe
Shed by all the sacrifices
And darkness conquer all
How to bring the innocence back
And lead the chosen land
Heart holds to turn in the smoke
A king to a prisoner of thorns
Heart pressed deeply within
The thoughts of early path
Misguided by the lips and land
Innocent heart become a bloody crown
Memory remain in a cold water
Withers the grass of the future
Many eyes desire of the leading land
But don’t lose the innocent heart from the start
Life and adventures 