اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
This state of unrest
An outbreak of social decay
With arms they're enforcing
He's learning he's the protege
Stand up and fight there is no escape
Stand up and fight before it's too late
Reluctance and sorrow
The senseless misttrust that we feel
Harmonious valor
The victor survivies if he kills
Stand up and fight there is no escape
Stand up and fight before it's too late
With blockades of hatred
The violence will soon escalate
With winning comes suffering
Is this just justice or fate
Stand up and fight there is no escape
Stand up and fight before it's too late
