The greedy footstep is approaching the scepter covered with moonlight,
Who controls the arrogance of the bloody smell in the hateful darkness,
The breath stops in the middle of the moonlit dusk pool, enjoying the evil secretly,
On the battlefield of impending attack, I disobey my destiny,
Over the desolation of the wilderness,
Defeat those ugly beliefs.
May have been plundered by selfishness
Cold blooded hands
The scar that can't roar is cooling the desire of light
The puppet is brewing the next opening story with wet eyes
Cunning put on elegant clothes in eavesdropping, desire to fight surrender
When I touch the battlefield, I am in charge of my life
Across the fateful end
Just for the light, a truth
IQ crumpled by evil
Perhaps the direction once ignored by justice
The bloody soil nourishes in silence
Too ugly, too wild, too dark at night
There is no hope, no direction, the dark is stubborn
The light of dawn holds the power
The gray light is favored by lust
Who changes the battlefield by beating the mind with justice
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The shadow of the slave is swearing for greed
Dying, dying, dying, dying
How many souls die for justice after a general's success
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Show your ferocious nature in the evil situation
Dying, dying, dying, dying
Meet your destiny and die for glory
Stop fighting
Why should this peace be sacrificed with blood
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How many unknown meritorious officials seek for the history of the Qing Dynasty
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How many ancient and modern battlefields begin with greed
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How many people write history with their lives
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