8. Leo

Raise your hands, Far East barbarians
Tell me, your reason for existing
Leo, look at my eyes
Leo, my Leo

Open your eyes, Far East barbarians
My half asleep self
Leo, look at my eyes
Leo…

Saying things like ‘neither white or black’ looking like you own the place
Nobody listens to that
Even thoroughly outwitting someone won’t make shadows or lights disappear, but
Let’s focus our eyes

Painful, painful struggling stories, almost all of them boasts
Pretending to be bad and spoiling
Every time it’s only tears, every time entrusting it to God?
Ridiculing what’s inside my heart

No matter how much my chest screamed ‘Lay it all bare!’
I am Jekyll and Hyde
Even though I was finally able to sneak in here, nobody can probably come here
Even if I focus my eyes…

No matter how hard I try I can’t say things like sources or devices
Everyone carries everyone, sometimes
caressing that, showing it affection,
Me who burned both my angels and my demons

Raise your hands, Far East barbarians, Reo

No matter how much my chest screamed ‘Lay it all bare!’
I am Jekyll and Hyde
Even if I thoroughly outwit someone, nobody can probably come here
It’s neither white nor black, someday I want to say that to you
Live on without hesitation
Ah, even though I was finally able to sneak in here, nobody can probably come here
Let’s focus our eyes

Open your eyes, Reo of the Far East barbarians