Heaven and Earth: The Tale of Tessei
O Heaven, O Earth,
O Earth of which I call home,
O Earth in which my soul resides,
O Earth, O Earth,
Thy great power lies in the soul that is thy core,
Thy liquid-hot center, burning flames of endless fire,
O Earth, great Earth, provider.
Where shall I go that you are not there?
Where shall I be when your presence is lacking?
Send thy steel up, through thy veins of fire!
Send thy steel up, let me strike with the hammer!
O Earth, grant me flames and fire and steel,
Let me yield an unworthy tool to strike sharp the weapons of war!
Allow me such pleasures as the world has yet to see,
And allow me great honor by forging thy sons,
O Earth!
Thy sons, O Earth, bear thee blood for thou to quench thy thirst,
They strike, as I have struck,
They strike flesh, and make it bleed, and send precious life towards thy mouth,
And may you swallow it and be happy, and spew back a blessing!
Bless me again with thy blessing of blood,
And may the cycle continue, O Earth,
My Chi.
Heaven, great Heaven,
Above, Heaven; above, Heaven,
Make the thunders shake, make the lightning quiver,
Heaven, trembling heaven, shatter the skies,
Make rain fall to soak the ground,
Make lightning fall to blast the unworthy.
Heaven , O boundless Heaven,
Send forth thy sons to aid my spirit,
Send forth noble sons, for my ignoble purpose!
May the thunders grant power unto my hammer,
May I strike,
Bend,
Mold,
Form,
Shape,
Manipulate,
Transform,
This unworthy steel,
Into the design that thou hast preordained,
Into a tool for war, into a blade!
May the blade strike, send the soul skyward,
Collect souls from the dead into thy womb!
Nourish them, feed them, love them, and let them go.
Go back into the world, the world, and the world,
And let them go back into the world, back into men,
And may they live yet again,
So the cycle continues, O Heaven,
My Ten.
O Heaven, O Earth,
O Ten, O Chi,
O Souls of men, O Blood of men,
Return to thy home in Heaven,
Quench the thirsty ground of Earth,
Spew back from the flames, ye blood, and forge the tools again!
Fall down from thunders again, ye souls, and strike while the iron's hot!
Tis' a good sword.
The End