Amidst the starry river flows, bowstrings taut, our song it goes. Weapons and war cries, in battle meet, the enemy s lines, we shall defeat. The path ahead is long and fraught, dangers abound, with no peace sought. Banners and flags obscure the sky, fighting against monsters, we seek to survive.
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