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As I walk this lonely path,
The blood will drip off my blade.
The enemy will shiver when they feel my wrath,
On to my final task after vengeance made.
But to my shock as he fell so she as well,
In my head nothing could quell the rings of the bell.

As fires burn the blood of brothers will fall,
By the light of day a new ear will awaking.
The burden of his guilt made him fight for all,
Steadfast defend his ancient code while the west comes flooding.
As he dies his wife will die as well,
Cherry Blossoms fell.