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Anonymous users2024-02-10The song tells the story of the ransacking of the village of Mustang, which did not exist in history, so it should be imagined by itself.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09It may be a Mi Dongdong that I came up with!
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Anonymous users2024-02-08Mustang is a village, and everyone in the village has been killed by the enemy, leaving only the daughter of the village chief, ready to leave Mustang.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07Black cemetery.
Hard injuries to the fence.
Lonely red makeup.
Hypocritical illusions.
Whose graveyard black and white wall unbearable portraits.
The Quiet Past She was frozen in that bronze harbor.
The winding road of the lighthouse.
The illusion of being sung.
Only the devil's banner was flying over the village.
I don't want to be placed on a noble wall.
I want to believe that war doesn't hurt.
Those lonely torii (lonely torii).
Sunken eye sockets (sunken eye sockets).
Scarlet Soil (Scarlet Soil).
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs (crazy beliefs).
Coerced forgetting (coerced forgetting).
Grim Eyes (Grim Eyes).
Bury that hope.
rap: salty singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
Goodbye, goodbye, my moussetang (try to let go, try to forget).
The light of the lighthouse disappears at the water's edge (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), and remember the bronze light (playing and singing the wish).
Please lead me to your heaven (and perhaps the fragrance is the same as that of you)....wu…
Those lonely torii (lonely torii).
Sunken eye sockets (sunken eye sockets).
Scarlet Soil (Scarlet Soil).
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs (crazy beliefs).
Coerced forgetting (coerced forgetting).
Grim Eyes (Grim Eyes).
Bury that hope.
rap: salty singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
Goodbye, goodbye, my moussetang (try to let go, try to forget).
The light of the lighthouse disappears at the water's edge (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), and remember the bronze light (playing and singing the wish).
Please lead me to your heaven (maybe that fragrance is the same as you're beside you, that's the lyrics.) But I really don't know much about what kind of story!
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Anonymous users2024-02-06According to the lyrics, it should be about the destruction of a village in World War II.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05Goodbye Moussetang.
A black cemetery.
Hard injuries to the fence.
Lonely red makeup.
Hypocritical illusions.
Whose graveyard black and white wall unbearable portraits.
The Quiet Past She was frozen in that bronze harbor.
The winding road of the lighthouse.
The illusion of being sung.
Only the devil's banner was flying over the village.
Two, I don't want to.
was placed on a noble wall.
I want to believe it. War does not hurt.
Those lonely torii.
Deep-set eye sockets.
Blood-colored soil.
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs.
Coerced forgetting.
A poignant look.
Bury that hope.
Alternative male voices
Three salty singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
Disappear the perfect **filtered words**
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
Fourth, the village gradually disappeared in my pupils**.
Goodbye, goodbye. My mousse tang (try to put and try to forget).
The lighthouse light disappears at the water's edge.
Raindrops blur the windows of the bumps and sludge knives and guns).
Remember that lamp. Bronze light (in the play and singing of that wish).
Lead me to your paradise (perhaps the fragrance is the same as you're beside you).
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Anonymous users2024-02-04Goodbye Moussetang.
Arranger: Xu Liang (L).
Composer: Xu Liang (L).
Lyrics: Xu Liang (L).
Post-Singing and Mixing: Xu Liang (L).
Lyrics made by P Mantis for Ren B!!
Black cemetery.
Hard injuries to the fence.
Lonely red makeup.
Hypocritical illusions.
Whose graveyard black and white wall unbearable portraits.
The Quiet Past She was frozen in that bronze harbor.
The winding road of the lighthouse.
The illusion of being sung.
Only the devil's banner was flying over the village.
I don't want to be placed on a noble wall.
I want to believe that war doesn't hurt.
Those lonely torii.
Deep-set eye sockets.
Blood-colored soil.
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs.
Coerced forgetting.
A poignant look.
Bury that hope.
Salty singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
Goodbye, goodbye, my moussetang (try to let go, try to forget).
The light of the lighthouse disappears at the water's edge (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), and remember the bronze light (playing and singing the wish).
Lead me to your heaven (and perhaps the fragrance is the same as yours).
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Anonymous users2024-02-03Lyrics: Xu Liang L
Arranger: Xu Liang (L).
Post-Mixing: Xu Liang L
rap: Black Graveyard.
Hard injuries to the fence.
Lonely red makeup.
Hypocritical illusions.
Whose graveyard black and white wall unbearable portraits.
The Quiet Past She was frozen in that bronze harbor.
The winding road of the lighthouse.
The illusion of being sung.
Only the devil's banner was flying over the village.
I don't want to be placed on a noble wall.
I want to believe that war doesn't hurt.
Those lonely torii (lonely torii).
Sunken eye sockets (sunken eye sockets).
Scarlet Soil (Scarlet Soil).
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs (crazy beliefs).
Coerced forgetting (coerced forgetting).
Grim Eyes (Grim Eyes).
Bury that hope.
rap: salty singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
Goodbye, goodbye, my moussetang (try to let go, try to forget).
The light of the lighthouse disappears at the water's edge (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), and remember the bronze light (playing and singing the wish).
Please lead me to your heaven (and perhaps the fragrance is the same as you're beside you).
Those lonely torii (lonely torii).
Sunken eye sockets (sunken eye sockets).
Scarlet Soil (Scarlet Soil).
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs (crazy beliefs).
Coerced forgetting (coerced forgetting).
Grim Eyes (Grim Eyes).
Bury that hope.
rap: salty singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
Goodbye, goodbye, my moussetang (try to let go, try to forget).
The light of the lighthouse disappears at the water's edge (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), and remember the bronze light (playing and singing the wish).
Lead me to your paradise (perhaps the fragrance is the same as you're beside you).
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Anonymous users2024-02-02Arranger: Xu Liang (L).
Composer: Xu Liang (L).
Lyrics: Xu Liang (L).
Post-Singing and Mixing: Xu Liang (L).
rap1] Black Graveyard.
Hard injuries to the fence.
Lonely red makeup.
Hypocritical illusions.
Whose graveyard black and white wall unbearable portraits.
The Quiet Past She was frozen in that bronze harbor.
The winding road of the lighthouse.
The illusion of being sung.
Only the devil's banner was flying over the village.
I don't want to be placed on a noble wall.
I want to believe that war doesn't hurt.
a] Those lonely torii.
Deep-set eye sockets.
Blood-colored soil.
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs.
Coerced forgetting.
Sharp eyes.
Bury that hope.
rap2] sour singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
b] Goodbye, goodbye, my mousse (try to put it, try to forget), the water's edge disappears, the light of the lighthouse (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), remember the bronze light (playing and singing that wish).
Lead me to the lonely archways of your paradise (and perhaps the fragrance is the same as that of you).
Deep-set eye sockets.
Blood-colored soil.
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs.
Coerced forgetting.
A poignant look.
Bury that hope.
rap2] sour singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old snatch.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
b] Goodbye, goodbye, my mousse (try to put it, try to forget), the water's edge disappears, the light of the lighthouse (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), remember the bronze light (playing and singing that wish).
Lead me to your paradise (perhaps the fragrance is the same as you're beside you).
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Anonymous users2024-02-01[rap1]
Black cemetery.
Hard injuries to the fence.
Lonely red makeup.
Hypocritical illusions.
Whose cemetery. Black and white walls.
Unbearable portrait.
A quiet past. She was frozen in the bronze harbor.
The winding road of the lighthouse.
The illusion of being sung.
Only the devil's banner was flying over the village.
I don't want to be placed on a noble wall.
I want to believe that war doesn't hurt.
a] Those lonely torii.
Deep-set eye sockets.
Blood-colored soil.
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs.
Coerced forgetting.
Sharp eyes.
Bury that hope.
rap2] sour singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The slender arms of the girl.
Hold on to the old guns.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
b] Goodbye goodbye my moussetang (try to let go, try to forget).
The light of the lighthouse disappears at the water's edge (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), and remember the bronze light (playing and singing the wish).
Lead me to the lonely archways of your paradise (and perhaps the fragrance is the same as that of you).
Deep-set eye sockets.
Blood-colored soil.
Bury that familiarity.
Those crazy beliefs.
Coerced forgetting.
A poignant look.
Bury that hope.
rap2] sour singing.
disappeared into the palm of his hand.
The palm of the church.
Pull that death match sound.
The girl's slender arms clenched the old gun.
Only at the surrender of the enemy wanton release.
The blood doesn't stain.
The perfect pistol that disappears.
Church Street is a little bubbly.
It was just like planned.
Her letter can't wait to bring sorrow.
The village faded into my pupils**.
b] Goodbye goodbye my moussetang (try to let go, try to forget).
The light of the lighthouse disappears at the water's edge (the raindrops blur the car windows, the knives and guns that bump the sludge), and remember the bronze light (playing and singing the wish).
Lead me to your paradise (perhaps the fragrance is the same as you're beside you).
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