Shadow Hearts

A glance back, a glance into the now Tears sweeten the day, but the aftertaste is bitter Where are the good old times, where is my dependence – bullet! In your presence my memories swallow me Moment for moment you throw me back A new way, the same

Look into the wide, wild liberty Look well, it's reality Close your eyes and turn loose, All burden is impulse Drop the anger, the hate you cherish Turn loose, cry on me, let go, let all go I hold your hand and lead you And we get the power to cry, S