44 Drops of Blood

44 DROPS OF BLOOD by Coui Kim MinSu JA Silence has consumed my lonesome soul Beneath the sheets of my darkest fall I broke my armor, my helmet and my sword I lost the battle after I gave my all. These hostile MOROns speak the language of war Treachery is their dialect, how nasty they are! They house the villains, they feed the crooks Yet they always call their god, every time they shoot. I lost my sight though not am I blind, Revenge is the light, the only light i find My wrath and my curse are constantly roaring Within my heart I can no longer contain. With these 44 drops of blood I solemnly swear Doom are these wicked, for gone are my fears Now, I raise this peaceful banner and flip it up RED Cause I thirst and hunger for all of their HEADS.