Rewrite

The reason I want to spit out these sentiments
is I have no other proof I even exist
my future that I thought I managed to grasp
is a contradiction of all I thought that I had

The reason I want this old image erased
is I see my own limits and I'm out of place
In the window of my own self-consciousness
I see last year's calendar, with no dates on it

Now I, I rewrite
All these worthless visions, and I'll be unforgettable
Come to life, and rewrite.
All my bad ideas
I will make them disappear before your eyes.

Power Japan rock male