“Strike while the iron is hot.”

心の灯火 消えぬ間に
鉄の躯を 炉で熔かし
鋭き刃を 打ち鍛え
誰かの涙 穿ち消せ

Waiting for 's smile (of course, never it comes),待ち人は常に来ず
Have withstood pain to create much passion.彼の者は常に独り、情熱に焦死する
No Need to Actその行為に意味は無く
Nor Known to Thoughtその想いに価値は無し
With no reward, nor praise.理解者は徒の一人も無く、独り悦に入る
Create the lance to penetrate someone's grief.穿つ槍を錬成せよ
My whole life was ——この体はきっと ——


“Unlimited Blood Works”無限の流血で出来ていた