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This (这个) - Frankmusik (文森特·弗兰克)

Send your senetials

And your generals

And your arches and the man who said you'll get upholds

Put your standards high

This is where we'll die

History gonna see that only one of survives

And this is how it starts

Pulling us apart

Every word's so sharp

Putting fire in our hearts

This is for my friends

This is for my foes

Now the world will know

Stand your ground

My trembling soul

We've come too far

To lose control

And I've been here before

With danger at my door

Now I hold on to the things I know I value more

No matter how I try

There's someone there to fight

My humble need for ran us sending to a better life

But this is how it ends

Nothing more to mend

Every word I tend

Is my light into the sand

This was for my friends

This is for my foes

Now the world should know

Stand your ground

My trembling soul

We've come too far

To lose control

The sun is coming down

And without a sound

Dust is settling in this place we called our battleground

I'm not looking out

I'll just look within

Plenty more here right I see

Stand your ground

My trembling soul

'Cause we've come too far

To lose control

'Cause been you

Trembling trembling soul

We've come too far

To lose control

Whoa be still my trembling soul

Whoa be still my my trembling trembling soul