Secrets of Suffering, Sins, Sword, and Soul
The long-suffering,
finally over at dawn...
when tears fall like rain!
He prepares himself,
to meet him in the mirror...
who calls himself me!
The man gives his heart,
to the blood-thirsty sun god...
to pay his sons' sins!
The evil swordsman,
defeated by the hero...
with no time for hate!
The sword, its' vastness,
entrains the swordsman to find...
the enemy's soul!
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