Lyrics of Le Zhengling's myth

War burns the sunset

Dignity is trampled on

Life dream step by step back to the cliff

Hoarse cry for help

Dark bully

I want to force you to abandon your armor

Start complaining

Can't you accept it

You're not willing to think about the fall

Simply

Go ahead, go ahead

Use anger as a bomb

Hit hard on the road ahead

Clench your teeth, clench your fists and fight

It doesn't matter if you fail

Reflection in the smoke

Recognize the scar in the mud

Keep climbing. Keep climbing with a smile

Then continue to kill

Believe in every little ant

Also can express own myth

wu~~~~~~

Clench your teeth, clench your fists and fight

It doesn't matter if you fail

Reflection in the smoke

Recognize the scar in the mud

Keep climbing. Keep climbing with a smile

Then continue to kill

Believe in every little ant

Also can express own myth

The world has collapsed

The wise are drinking tea

Some people's blood is slowly corrupted by the frost

Some people evolve (some people evolve)

Become a black horse

I found that others were still running in the crotch

Start complaining

Can't you accept it

But you are not willing to degenerate and you are afraid when you think about it

Simply

Go ahead, go ahead

Use anger as a bomb

Hit hard on the road ahead

Clench your teeth, clench your fists and fight

It doesn't matter if you fail

Reflection in the smoke

Recognize the scar in the mud

Keep climbing. Keep climbing with a smile

Then continue to kill

Believe in every little ant

Also can express own myth

wu~~~~

Clench your teeth, clench your fists and fight

It doesn't matter if you fail

Reflection in the smoke

Recognize the scar in the mud

Keep climbing. Keep climbing with a smile

Then continue to kill

Believe in every little ant

Also can express own myth

Clench your teeth, clench your fists and fight

It doesn't matter if you fail

Reflection in the smoke

Recognize the scar in the mud

Keep climbing. Keep climbing with a smile

Then continue to kill

Since there is no way to retreat, the grace of dying