Rock, Sword, Savior
Legend: Only the savior can wield the sword
Teenager, Cloak, Armor
Blood oozed from the hands, but the sword kept silent
People sigh: 'It seems that he is not the savior'
Forge him an iron sword and let him go
When the sword is stained with the blood of the sinner
When the young man tries his best to fulfill his vow
Sword in the Stone
It is still as smooth and clean as ever
Even if there is nothing in hand,
the Savior is still Savior
For the person who drew the sword out
Can he change the world like a hero?
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