Footsteps of the night
At the break of day
How many were heard
Marching in pair
Knocking on the door
Of the inn
If it is the wind
Send him in
I see a sword
With a slender shadow
If it is the wind
Let him just come
Who is outside
Bring company
br/>Carved boots
They raise dust
I come from far away
Without light or guide
I am a foreigner
I am nobody
In the burnt flower
In the cold gray
It never happens
A good night
Flee foreigner
From dark death
Take up arms
Come and fight
And while the moon
Doesn't get used to it
Sleeps in the open
Until I come back
It's been a long time
I haven't seen you
(A black angel
Comes to tempt me)
They knock on the door
Of the inn
It's right here
That I'm going to stay

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