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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Let Our Swords Clash! I found that life in my world is like fencing! Tell me, World! What’s on the line? Does the loser give in? Ready or not? Let’s begin! For all these years I finally realise, It was me and the world Joints now petrified And my mind, bind to never go outside He is leading and I am behind « En’ garde! » Welcome to your first match Welcome to the latest patch, 1.0 « Pret, thrust, intercept and slash! » Come closer, I won’t flee and dash Have at thee, lad! Let our swords clash! Blade and body in space scarcity Resolve to win is considered piety Blow by blow and bear witness this variety In this boundary, this cage, gelanggang is our reality There is always worry But ain’t never such thing as sorry Fight me and you may win to earn some cash? You may earn title and sash? Our fashion whites are rash Come closer, let’s see who is the first to gash Let’s see who is the first to fall to the ash Have at thee, lad! Let our swords clash! Me against the world, this is my battle! This is my challenge of might and mettle This is my biggest issue to tackle I’m the Man of Steel! Hit me, thrust me, pierce me, outta the field should you throw me No! My mind derives of titanium metal My drive derives of francium petal My sword derives weight of helium handle Fear me and rattle Because like the Avengers I assemble! Come closer, and finally lash Have at thee, lad! Let our swords clash! I attack, forward! Took hits like a champ Vitality decreasing as my stance start to damp Now I realise how huge Enormous it is... Is it? This ramp Now I know- I... need... AMP! So that my name may stamp Stamp on the history of this world! Come closer, let’s create the greatest battle Have at thee, lad! Let our swords clash! Up with my mortal jihad Here I find myself ashore on islands full of tears And fear And here fireworks explode and disappear As millions of colours swallow up everything. My presence mocks of you, mocks of everything To the world, Now, I am thanking! In the future, I am reimbursing Have at thee, lad! By then, our swords had clashed.
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