Cold blade never forget the warm blood
Rinsed by rain of grief and death
Soil of tragedy buried the dark past
Back of shining armor was lonely
Heard a saddened cry of lost general
Held on twin swords was a maiden
How can cold blade forget the warm blood
Rinsed by tears is a broken heart
Buried inside is eternal devotion
Embrace loneliness in deep longing
Smile to the brave and proud moon
Hold on twin swords is a lover
this was so beautiful !
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