Daimyo

Normally I would associate one like that with arrogance With splendor of substance but not valor Daimyo standing alone in field of battle Selfish and vain But sometimes such defiance is to be prized Ice in veins Fire in soul Sad but purposeful and determined visage Standing among corpses in battle he didn’t start Forced hand Dream of bliss Turned into nightmare of demons Standing before last judgment After the battle Will there be justice You will remember the name If there be no justice I will exterminate the judge In the path of sorrow The last man standing Even if he won’t be that man Name to remember The soul belongs to me And only me This is his, my destiny And I will be its blacksmith Forged by my hand In the final judgment my soul should find peace