Appeared before the seven ways,
Serving with all of soul,
My great lord the authority,
An honour wrapped by blood and loyalty.
No longer I care,
The rights floating high in the sky,
Only smoke twisting around,
I'm the servant until die.
My love sprinkling so bright,
The glint vexing the calmness,
The eyes gazing in front of you,
Will hurting a bit,
Before finally no more regret you feel.
Sound of battle heard so gentle to the south,
Whining, burning the flame in chest,
I protect the realm's ambition,
For a brilliant future. . .
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