I was born again after the tragedy.
I'll never forget it happened to me.
Wallowed in dirt I felt prisoner.
I lost my will and my personality.

I'm searching for the God who'll rescue me.
No answer yet.

Retraining myself, my priority.
Leaving the past behind, daunting difficulty.
I know I'll do it finally.
I've got the will, the most important thing.

I'm searching for the God who'll rescue me.
No answer yet.

Every day I think about it. The kind of live I had was terrifying.
Each day I realize that more and more. It was the sign I was waiting for.
Every night I dream about it. New hopes on the horizon are waiting for me.
Each night I was punishing my soul. I was trying to get what I'd never got before.

I was born once again. Born again, again, again, again.

I know this ain't the end of the chronic battle I have.
My wounds are on the mend. I'll take care of myself.
I'll take the chance of living normally.
I accept the challenge. New opportunity.