Whether you are a league dog, or a tribal pig. We can all shout we are all Warcraft players! (two)

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Old world of Warcraft or we have all grown up Years of thin in the body left a deep cut Swallow the bitter hearts conceal the same fiery Only the calf knows what to hold on to. To take up the shield again To break through the barrier of the ideal Let each other firm determination in the blood surging Would like to return to the endless sea Like a gull pierced the haze Let the wings to eat the wind to drink the waves and flowers bloom Want to pour Ashenvale rain field Presumptuous wayward cry Tell yourself that it's not going to go too fast. Can't go back to that time As a youth held a memorial ceremony The red mark