I screamed for mercy
I searched for peace
I found out the lone ranger
Waiting alone for me

In his hallow cloak
Of timeless times
I saw my future and my past
Both of them had passed

Away in a lapse of absence
There I was; thinking the death
Of all the beings, closing approach
Yes, there is not. Not enough time

For the dream is ending
Just the same as my life

I screamed again
Just to see what I have
In my hands
There was a horse,
Waiting for us
Because I’m the lone ranger
Just as I am not
Because there will be
Always two of us