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三日峠血火唄 (Mikka Tōge Ketsuka Uta) by NEP

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三日峠血火唄 (Mikka Tōge Ketsuka Uta)

Japanese Fantasy Folk

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Final Chorus
Here now the past, where echoes sleep, Where stone remembers souls it keeps.
Three days the mountain learned a name— Tetsuya Mizuki, lord of flame. First day, the promise.
Aye, on the first dawn, banners came. Steel like rivers, men like rain.
Empire marched with certain tread, Counting victories not yet dead.
High on stone, werehawks dare not. Tetsu stood his oath unforgiven.
No horn was blown, no warning cried— Only fire split the sky wide.
Second Day
High o'er fire, high o'er key, Fire fall and none remain.
Fifteen thousand, breath and bone, Gone like mist to ash unknown.
No corpse to mourn, no smoke, no cry— Only silence and a burned sky.
Second Day
Second sun rose red and slow, The empire swore revenge would flow.
Drums of war beat iron loud, Arrows dark in mountain cloud.
Blades met shields, the valley screamed, Blood ran where the snow once gleamed.
Then, a breath, a blink, a soundless scream.
Ten thousand gone in a heartbeat span, As if the world forgot the man.
No firestorm, no dying plea, Just absence where an army should be.
Third Day
High o'er fire, high o'er key, Fire unseen, yet all aflame.
Names erased, not slain, not slain, Even death forgot their pain.
The mountain watched, the past stood still, And feared how to kneel.
Third Day
White gold fire
Third dawn broke with iron cries, Engines roared and courage died.
Gravestompers woke with stonebound wrath, Tracks tore scars across the path.
Empire charged with shattered will, But Kiyokami advanced unstill.
Where they stood, the enemy fell, Crushed by steel and ringing hail.
Then the sky burned pale and bright, Not red of rage, but godlike white.
White gold fire, heaven spilled, The past became a scorched kiln.
Men burned where they dared to stand, Armor flowed like melted sand.
Morale broke like snapped bowstring, This was no war, this was ending.
High o'er fire, high o'er key, Fire unseen, yet all aflame.
Names erased, not slain, not slain, Even death forgot their pain.
The mountain watched, the past stood still, And feared how to kneel.
Third Day
White gold fire
Sing this low, and fires burn thin, When soldiers boast of wars they'll win.
For mountains keep what men forget, And Kiyokami still stands unbent.
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