[Verse 1, japanese male vocals] No birth, no past, no fate to claim, I'm a shadow with someone else's name. my steel hums sharp in my empty hands, A phantom as fleeting as the shifting sands. My fake existence is all that's told, A swordsman famed from the lies of old. Each step I take, my spirit may break, For what am i? A fleeting spark, just history's hollow ache. [Chorus, japanese male vocals] The Tsubame strikes, the air will divide, A triple cut, then three strikes collide. The swallow falls, this moment bends, Where my myth began, and time pretends. [Verse 2, japanese male vocals] A ripple moves where none should be, A ghost's hollow path through history. My blade, my thoughts, my form, all a dream, A fleeting echo, like a leaf in the stream. No proof, no sign, no trail could remain, Yet whispers cry of my fabled name. A swordsman drawn from empty lore, A nothing being that seeks to be more. [Chorus, japanese male vocals] The Tsubame strikes, the air will divide, A triple cut, then three strikes collide. The swallow falls, this moment bends, Where my myth began, and time pretends. [Bridge, japanese male vocals] one blade, three strikes, they're void taken form, A storm of steel that mocks the norm. Reality twists, the sword's edges sing, Infinity folds beneath my simple swing. [Final Chorus, japanese male vocals] The Tsubame strikes, the air will divide, A triple cut, then three strikes collide. The ghost cuts deep, though none can see, Kojirō’s tale—my truth, at best naught but a fallacy. [Outro, japanese male vocals] No breath, no soul, no lasting trace, Just echoes lost in this empty space. My blade that parts both sky and sea, I'm a swordsman born from pure fantasy.
