Bronze

Ancient battlefield The sword raised in the smoke No more glory The legend of hooking up Almost annihilated The wine glass in his hand Shining with the dazzle of antiquity How come you can't hear it? A roar, like a tearing of the heart The war of Spring and Autumn Buried together with the bronze Thousands of years have passed Can't hear breathing Feeling silent Eternity is a promise without decay The moment the bronze was unearthed Destiny becomes the remote control line of time The sharp blade is just the peeled off years I tore apart fate Smear the blood of warriors on the dust Turn into the wine glass in your hand did you look up Open up thousands of mountains and rivers please look at me My love, I can't tell which dynasty it belongs to A thousand years apart With the cup of wine in the bronze vessel that cannot solidify Lifted up by you and drank dry