In a desert world where the sun never fades
A man walks alone through the dusty cascade
With a smile on his face and a gun in his hand
Vash the Stampede, the legend of the land
A pacifist heart in a gunslinger's frame
A hero seeks to end all the pain
With every step his vow he keeps
To protect the weak, we're the lonely weep
Vash the Stampede, the humanoid typhoon
With a heart of gold and a mournful tune
He fights for peace in a world so wild
Warrior's soul with the heart of a child
With the heart of a child
Through sorrow and joy still marching on
With memories of friends long gone
To see his dream he carries on
When faced with an evil, a choice so dire
To break his vow or see loved ones on the pyre
With tears in his eyes and a heart torn in two
He sees his darkest nightmare, what must he do
Vash the Stampede, the humanoid typhoon
With a heart of gold and a mournful tune
He pulls the trigger, his heart now screams
His soul now dies, so does his dream
With heavy heart he finds his way
In the aftermath he sees a brighter day
Mercy sometimes bears a cost
Yet in his heart no hope is lost
Under blood-red skies the final fight
Vash stands tall ready to face the night
Against his brother, their fates collide
He draws his gun with peace inside
Vash the Stampede, the humanoid typhoon
With a heart of gold and a mournful tune
He fights for peace in a world so wild