اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Silent is the path
Way to the fields of oblivion
I hold the blade, my beloved
Which turns all to good
In my mind...
Tainted by the blood
From the weak
I hold the price
Of an ancient soldier
So long I waited
So long I wanterd
To show my pride
The highest stand of all
