He sits on a hill of swords,
Each marking his own regret,
Never ending, never ceasing,
He tried countless of times,
Yet he still shed blood,
Unknown to the fact,
His life was all mistakes,
He was alone,
Never to hold anything,
For he was Unlimited Blade Works.
-O-O-
He sits on a hill of swords,
Each marking a brighter future he believed,
Never right, never wrong,
He still pushed foward,
Withstanding pain to pursue his dream,
Unknown to the fact,
His life was fake,
But he didn't care,
For his whole life was Unlimited Blade Works.
AN: Short chant/poem I wrote following the end of Ufotable's Fate/Stay Night [Unlmited Blade Works] anime adaptation. It was quite a piece, and I urge you to check it out if you can. Until then, expect new things in the future.
HLHE
