The Revo (Opening 14)

The raging blast of sound, facing me
My heart is calm, just at peace

Maybe it’s because countless noises have started to shine
All around is just a slick silence

The story spins or flips
Right before that, I pierce the empty space

If I’m gonna spark a revolution in my head
I’ll need a bunch of strategic errors
Like mistaking negatives for positives
There are some parallels that can’t be connected by just the usual way

Sacred move
Silent voice
The day has come

For a long time, I’ve been oppressed
By a pitiful king who’s now trembling

Farewell to the past, let’s go, to the scenery I wanted to see
Tomorrow will be my second birthday
To a world where I’m glad I was born
It should be blessed

Just a little before dawn, until I awaken
I’m quietly thinking about my next move

After all, I was living inside this barbed wire cage
Without even knowing my own seriousness
Diminishing my potential future
Was a tactical mistake of only knowing how to protect

I open the window and call the wind
Dust might mix in, but
It feels refreshing

That’s right, I won’t be afraid on the eve of revolution
Even if my past self clings to my legs
If I spark a revolution in my head
I’ll loudly declare that I am the king

Sacred move
Silent voice
The day has come

Sacred move
Silent voice
The day has come