У нас вы можете посмотреть бесплатно Digimon - Thorns of Honor (BanchoLillymon's Song) или скачать в максимальном доступном качестве, видео которое было загружено на ютуб. Для загрузки выберите вариант из формы ниже:
Если кнопки скачивания не
загрузились
НАЖМИТЕ ЗДЕСЬ или обновите страницу
Если возникают проблемы со скачиванием видео, пожалуйста напишите в поддержку по адресу внизу
страницы.
Спасибо за использование сервиса ClipSaver.ru
An AI song about BanchoLillymon from Digimon. #anime #digimon #bancholillymon #bancholilimon #lillymon #digimontamers #digimonnewgeneration #digimoncybersleuth #digimonstorycybersleuthhackersmemory #taichi Check out more Digimon songs here: • Digimon Songs Check out more anime songs here: • Anime Songs Interested in a personalised song? For custom songs tailored to your vision, please contact: mianbaobusiness@gmail.com Lyrics: Steel and petals, I stand alone, My justice carved in flesh and stone. No gilded crown, no sacred creed, Just scars that bloom from what I’ve freed. The garden burns, yet I remain, A soldier bound by loss and pain. The wind still hums the vow I swore, To guard the weak, forevermore. Raise your blades, but know this truth, Honor lives in shattered proof. I fight for peace the rough way through, A thorn may cut, but guards you too. They mock my pride, they call me wild, A rebel’s heart, untamed, defiled. Yet every petal, stained and torn, Reminds me why my soul was born. I’ve seen the kind fall to decay, Their virtue lost, their faith astray. But I’ll walk on through ash and grime, ’Til justice breathes in my own time. Raise your blades, but know this truth, Honor lives in shattered proof. I fight for peace the rough way through, A thorn may cut, but guards you too. The dawn reflects in broken glass, A crimson oath that will not pass. Each fallen friend, their voices stay, In every strike, I hear them say. “Stand strong, Bancho, hold your ground, For every loss, new hope is found.” So I stand tall, though battles fade, For pride in bloom will never jade. Justice isn’t soft or kind, It bleeds through heart and weathered mind. But better scars than hollow peace, For truth is born where wars don’t cease. When petals fall upon the steel, Remember strength is what we feel. My thorns remain, but never hate, For I protect, that is my fate.