Although the peonies are beautiful, they are not as beautiful as the young master.
The heroic appearance of Heaven is astonishing to the world, but it cannot change the desolation of the world.
Even if I am the emperor, even if I am the emperor, I cannot understand the cause and effect of the human heart and the world.
Born to be the master, young and proud, a song of blood and chaos.
The bloody flags are sharp and the war drums are roaring. There is no fear in this dark and chaotic world.
The Sword of Nirvana, for one lifetime, buries the era of sorrow.
In the blink of an eye, the world is turned upside down, the masses rise together, all living beings are everywhere, the sky and the earth are in chaos, and I ask, who is responsible for the ups and downs of the vast earth? A young man came from the south, and everything started from here.
Intention: all in silence