The great wheel of history, from your unruly soul, mercilessly rolling over!
You walk with your head up in the biting wind。
All over the sky artillery fire, like gushing out of the rotten water, washing your stubborn soul。
Riddled with holes in the body, standing in the almost burnt earth, never fall。
Looking at your scarred body, our heart is like a knife, who is using a blunt knife, a piece, slowly cut off the flesh on our body!
Finally!
The light of hope rises from the east, reddening half the sky。
A crowd of fearless warriors, undaunted by the roar of the beasts, charged at them!
Fell down again and again and got up again。
Your body, under the fearless charge of these warriors, is gradually restored to health。
Red, sweeping the whole sky, has become the ultimate dominant color in our hearts。
We become strong, we become fearless!
Following in the footsteps of the soldiers, we want to contribute our little strength to you。
Eventually, your body recovers completely and you become stronger and stronger。
Lead us, in human form, to the kingdom of the gods!
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