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Master Of Peace

๐Ÿ‘ค Rhapsody โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Eighth Mountain โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:30
๐ŸŽต 1054 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:30 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 10136177

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Warriors fighting, a thrill made of iron and steel
Charging horses, It's a never ending wheel
Due to my orders, a thousand lives are gone

Screaming louder from the cliff
I feel as a Master Of Peace
But I can't face what I see, what I feel
How to find my bliss?

Oh God, I promised
We would go to war

The hills, the grass, the trees are slowly turning red
Forever and ever these fields will taste of our blood
Father forgive me 'cause I have no regrets, no complaints

Fifty-thousand lost fallen souls
The victory needs sacrifice
And both of the armies have lose their half or more
I can't pay the price

Oh God, I promised
We would go to war

The hills, the grass, the trees are slowly turning red
Forever and ever, these fields will taste of our blood
Father, forgive me 'cause I have no regrets, no complaints

All victories have a price

The hills, the grass, the trees are slowly turning red
Forever and ever, these fields will taste of our blood
Father, forgive me 'cause I have no regrets, no complaints

I got no regrets no more
Oh God, no more!

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