Lyric

Wiping off the rouge, looking in the glass

Saying goodbye to the days that have passed

Tie the helmet tight, hide the tears away

The wind is calling my name, "General," they say

Oh, my love, my husband, gone too soon

Can you see me now, beneath the pale cold moon?

This hand used to rock the cradle to sleep

Now holds a sword, a promise I must keep

The Yang family fire, it burns in my veins

No time for sorrow, no time for pains

Like a Peach Blossom dancing in the storm!

I ride the Iron Horse, breaking every norm!

Through the Gates of Hell, against the fatal tide

I am the Mother, the Warrior, the Bride!

For the legacy, for the child in my arms

My blade will shield them from all earthly harms

Hear my cry! Watch the heavens burn!

There is no surrender, there is no return!

From a bandit's daughter to a noble's wife

Destiny played a game with my life

Snow turns to crimson on the battlefield ground

In the roar of combat, your silence is loud

I carry your flag, I carry your name

Setting the winter horizon aflame!

If another life waits beyond the war

I’ll brush my hair and wait by the door

But in this life, I am the shield and the spear

Devouring the doubt, swallowing the fear

FOR THE GLORY!

Fly, fallen Dragon! Rise up from the ash!

Where my spear strikes, let the thunder crash!

Tragedy is fuel, sadness is my might

Blossoms of Iron, lighting up the night!

If my body falls, let the legend stand

The guardian spirit of this broken land!

[Whisper]

...The Yang bloodline lives on