| 作曲 : Marcel, SuidAkrA | |
| Thousands of conquered lands | |
| Shining under the imperial sun | |
| We who are about to die | |
| Won't salute you and no victis honor | |
| To the fallen ones | |
| A call for encore | |
| From far away | |
| O here we stand | |
| Figures of a game on torrid sand | |
| Gird yourself for the next round of battles | |
| For the need of excitement | |
| And another glorious parade | |
| We lay here dying appealing our fate | |
| Countless are the chosen few who stood fast | |
| Concealing their fear in the great uproar of cheers | |
| when the die is cast | |
| There's a beast of cruelty creeping all over the land | |
| Nameless are the ones who were | |
| begging to live begging to save their lives | |
| In a futile dream of a noble state | |
| For only power could conquer fate | |
| All it leaves is blood and dust on the ground | |
| Storm clouds thunder in unison with the crowd | |
| A call for encore | |
| From far away | |
| Screaming for more | |
| From far away | |
| Oh here we stand | |
| Figures of a game on torrid sand | |
| Oh here we go torturing our souls | |
| On torrid sand |
| zuo qu : Marcel, SuidAkrA | |
| Thousands of conquered lands | |
| Shining under the imperial sun | |
| We who are about to die | |
| Won' t salute you and no victis honor | |
| To the fallen ones | |
| A call for encore | |
| From far away | |
| O here we stand | |
| Figures of a game on torrid sand | |
| Gird yourself for the next round of battles | |
| For the need of excitement | |
| And another glorious parade | |
| We lay here dying appealing our fate | |
| Countless are the chosen few who stood fast | |
| Concealing their fear in the great uproar of cheers | |
| when the die is cast | |
| There' s a beast of cruelty creeping all over the land | |
| Nameless are the ones who were | |
| begging to live begging to save their lives | |
| In a futile dream of a noble state | |
| For only power could conquer fate | |
| All it leaves is blood and dust on the ground | |
| Storm clouds thunder in unison with the crowd | |
| A call for encore | |
| From far away | |
| Screaming for more | |
| From far away | |
| Oh here we stand | |
| Figures of a game on torrid sand | |
| Oh here we go torturing our souls | |
| On torrid sand |
| zuò qǔ : Marcel, SuidAkrA | |
| Thousands of conquered lands | |
| Shining under the imperial sun | |
| We who are about to die | |
| Won' t salute you and no victis honor | |
| To the fallen ones | |
| A call for encore | |
| From far away | |
| O here we stand | |
| Figures of a game on torrid sand | |
| Gird yourself for the next round of battles | |
| For the need of excitement | |
| And another glorious parade | |
| We lay here dying appealing our fate | |
| Countless are the chosen few who stood fast | |
| Concealing their fear in the great uproar of cheers | |
| when the die is cast | |
| There' s a beast of cruelty creeping all over the land | |
| Nameless are the ones who were | |
| begging to live begging to save their lives | |
| In a futile dream of a noble state | |
| For only power could conquer fate | |
| All it leaves is blood and dust on the ground | |
| Storm clouds thunder in unison with the crowd | |
| A call for encore | |
| From far away | |
| Screaming for more | |
| From far away | |
| Oh here we stand | |
| Figures of a game on torrid sand | |
| Oh here we go torturing our souls | |
| On torrid sand |
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