Lyric

Late at night, roamin' the Fifth streets for a bit

I felt someone calling me

Everyone thinks when they are little boys, they want

To be a hero

I can't throw it away

A little vanity, hubris, need for approval

That's your only driving force

What can you do with such a fake?

I'm coming!

Right?

Hero!

Someone is calling

You're ailing but you must continue to stand for all

Anytime, Anywhere

You can transform and rush over there

Is that what they really want?

Stop!

I suddenly came back to myself

Am I really right in my thinking?

I turned around and then I realized

That only shadowy priests have followed my way

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood."

Can you be such a Superman?

We're not so perfect, but

No, that is why

Hero!

Someone is calling

You're ailing but you must continue to stand for all

Anytime, Anywhere

You can transform and rush over there

Is that what they really want?

I can take your arm

Then I'll reach for more

Now it's OK

I say "goodbye."

Now, we're going to re-strike the broken iron

Hero!

Someone is calling

You're ailing but you must continue to stand for all

Anytime, Anywhere

You can transform and rush over there

Is that what they really want?

I can take your arm

Then I'll reach for more

Now it's OK

I say "goodbye."