The lone wolf howls in the pitch, dark of night. Longing for the moon.
He's lost in the dark, searching for the light. Begging the moon.
The wolf shaking in the pitch, dark, night. Gasping for the moon.
He's trembling in the dark, "where's the light"? Crying for the moon.
Alas the wolf shall fall alone in the dark, for what is wolf without the full moon?
...And like an owl she disapears into the night,
carried through the darkness on silent, secret wings,
leaving her trackers baffled and ashamed to have lost such a beautiful mysterious sight.
I lost a comrade during the war,
He was gone forever,
He fought but in the end he failed,
My friend lost forever.
Buried in a shallow grave,
Funeral in the Rain,
Yahiko is gone forever,
This is my heart's first Pain.
This world is immature and blind,
This world must learn to see,
This world does not know Pain,
It must mature like me.
Yahiko has now become Pain,
He lives now forever,
Yahiko now leads his comrades,
Pain, he is forever.
This world must mature and see now,
In our tower of Rain,
We will begin a revolution,
And the world will know Pain.
The lone wolf howls in the pitch, dark of night. Longing for the moon.
He's lost in the dark, searching for the light. Begging the moon.
The wolf shaking in the pitch, dark, night. Gasping for the moon.
He's trembling in the dark, "where's the light"? Crying for the moon.
Alas the wolf shall fall alone in the dark, for what is wolf without the full moon?
...And like an owl she disapears into the night,
carried through the darkness on silent, secret wings,
leaving her trackers baffled and ashamed to have lost such a beautiful mysterious sight.
