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.