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点击复制The forest cries over
The men gone with the storm
They lost their time
To remain happily in life
Now they are the dust in the ground
The mud in the waters
And the sand in the wind
This is the rite of becoming the past
The future will lie on their ashes
The memory will be lost
The memory will
Be buried beneath the earth
The memory of them
Of the heroes from the distant realms
Who lost their lives
In this depressing night
But they are free
And now they are the dust in the ground
The mud in the waters
And the sand in the wind
This is the rite of becoming the past
The future will lie on their ashes forever
I should have been one of them
But fate has different plans for me
This couldn't be a fortuity
I feel that something darker waits for me
But they are the dust in the ground
The mud in the waters
And the sand in the wind
This is the rite of becoming the past
The future will lie on their ashes
Some day, there will be the men
Who will wander through
This gloomy earth
And they won't know they're defiling
The heroes from the distant realms