Basically a poem about Hwoarang. Not much else to say... It's more descriptive than anything else...
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Flaring Hawk
Lying in wait
Ready to fly
Always toward battle
Never away. . .
Flaring Hawk
Your talons drip blood
Flaring Hawk
Your ambition won't and here
Flaring Hawk
Here your destiny awaits
And your talons will be soaked
In precious life-giving blood
Hunting fiercely
Fighting cunningly
Always enjoying it
To the final drop. . .
Flaring Hawk
Your talons strike flesh
Flaring Hawk
Your pleasure is eternal
Flaring Hawk
Now you've reached it
And your talons bathe
In precious life-giving blood
A call to arms
Crisp and clear
Resounds sharply
In the night air. . .
Flaring Hawk
Your talons lose their grip
Flaring Hawk
Your wingbeat echoes
Flaring Hawk
And you leave your victims
With bitter defeat
And the taste of their own blood.