I know soon
This road diverge
From whence we where
Searching and seeking life
Traveling in this road
Soon reach each destiny
Beyond our feet
And soon it will be
Of the peasant working
Under the hot and gloomy day
Were flesh and bone?
Tested by time
Of the warrior
In the battle field
With a metal breast
Where blood flows in hero's chest
Of the noble birth
King or prince
Who cling to his throne
But crown will fall soon
Of the priest
Soul on bended knee
And tongue praises
But deep inside curse thee
I know soon
My friend each will leave
And never be in this world again
For the two roads will
lead us to our home
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