[Verse 1] *(Rough acoustic guitar, low and gritty)*
Dust of Zhuojun heavy on my soles,
Green dates conceal the blood that never grows cold.
Fugitive in the dark, breath suppressed,
The iron weight strikes the mud, a hollow protest.
They say the empire’s falling, a doomed design,
I only trust the wine and this blade of mine.
A nameless outcast speaks not of grace,
These rigid bones have never learned to bend or brace.

[Pre-Chorus] *(Tempo builds up)*
The wine of the peach garden set the crimson ablaze,
Thrust a lowly fruit-seller into the freezing haze.
Five passes crossed, six guards slain—not born divine,
Just looked over my shoulder, no retreat left behind.

[Chorus 1] *(Orchestral explosion with throat singing)*
Seven armies drowned, the Azure Dragon veils the sky!
Shockwaves through the realm, who dares to meet my eye?
I am the sharpest edge, cleaving through the plight,
Your silver-tongued schemes are shattered by my might!
Purity!
Only this burning purity!
No sanctuary for your velvet-touched profanity!
I’ll lay down this life to set the tattered flags alight!

[Verse 2] *(Heavy, rhythmic, arrogant but dignified)*
Silk-clad lords of the East, weaving webs of deceit,
Behind the clinking cups, the hidden daggers meet.
A tiger’s daughter to a dog? I spit at the shrine,
I laugh at your murky schemes that poison the divine.
You speak of alliances, a delicate game,
But brothers breaking oaths share the villain’s shame.

[Chorus 2] *(Massive wall of sound, peaking)*
I am the loneliest peak, draped in freezing pride,
My absolute fealty became a poisoned guide!
I loathe how this fractured world feasts on compromise,
With absolute purity, I tear through your velvet lies!
Azure Dragon soars—
Who dares to cross my path!
Who dares to cross—

[Bridge] *(Music cuts out. Only a dry, distorted bass and whispering)*
But a blade forged in purity cannot cut the unseen thread,
The lethal venom was hiding in the pride I bled.
“Loyal unto death”— became a cage of my own design,
These four heavy words will be the death of my line.

[Outro] *(Sound of howling wind, fading to nothing)*
The snow of Maicheng… freezing the red…
The red hare has fallen… the dragon is dead…
I was never a god…
Just an old general… choking in the snow.
Wind… please stop blowing…
Nameless I came.
Nameless I go.

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