I, with pride of a decree
Entered into kamikaze .
Flying with full bomb load in bay.
Tanks of fuel enough for ferry
Ferry into which I'm aiming,
And I want to take it down today .
Nerves are tearing at the ceiling-
If I die, its for idea.
Now I'm taking my last dive.
And the souls surrounding ferry
Looking up with despair,
Knowing how my mastery thrives.
Parachute is at the home,
On the lawn of airdrome,
Even if I want to, no turns.
Clouds now upside down,
Veins are blown above brow,
And the g-forces weigh a ton.
Shells are crowding the havens,
I maneuver showing angles,
In Exceptionally beautiful way.
Three seconds to the point,
Don’t regret not getting old,
My Trees will still blossom in May
No! They wouldn't reach the port,
That is it. I Touch the board ,
And in dilated pupils I'm shown.
All my long way to the ferry,
Into which I'm aiming.
Exploding for others, there's a reason!
There's a reason with my vol
Remove the spirit from someone
And into someone my spirit insert.
There's a reason to reach haven,
Into which I'm aiming,
So that others live on!