Best served to the end
It was the Saiyan Way
To kill drunk on the haze of genocide and pride
And take the next mission and do it again the next day
Oh the atrocity!
The Saiyan race
Explosive power and destruction
And the Oozaru's ferocity!
Fell the city
In the name of Frieza!
Bleached in the pale moon as it courses through the body
Blutz building upon blutz
And thick in the haze of death
The Lower Elite
Rally around the leader
And hear the lone survivor speak
"Wetted with the appetite to peer into souls?
If only you could hear the thoughts of my men!
Slaughtering them, their cries echoeing as they fall between hell and heaven!"
Only to reply "What the hell is going on!?"
But alas, Commander Toolo set your fate in place
Gave rise to the hero who, in time, awaits
A new side is exposed as you come to see your end!
Face to Face with your demons, Saiyan!
There is need for amends
The visions
Oh, those horrid visions!
The prince setting upon Kakarot without mercy
And now you see the wrong in Saiyan wrath and fury
Little by Little Saiyan,
The nightmare becomes real
Frieza's Elite and Dodoria
Redemption melds the heart in two words "Farewell, Tora"
Fasha...
Shugesh...
Borgos...
Tora...
The careless buffoon!
He had left you alive
Go now, back to your people
But be aware that you will realize the doom that is Saiyan pride
So there is no choice
You go on alone
Oh, you fool
Unaware of the greatest power you have ever known
One Saiyan against the thousands
Powered by revenge
By the ignorance of Saiyan
But more so by lost friends.
And finally you come face to face with a devil itself
Expression riddled austere
Even so,
Lone Saiyan, you have no fear
So overconfident were you
That you were the very first that the galactic tyrant slew
Poor Saiyan!
Destroyed with your planet that you had desperately attempted to save
But you are heard Saiyan
"Kakarot, live on my son."
And before you move to the next world with your elite
You managed to die with honor, a Saiyan's grin and a father's smile.