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A HITOKIRI'S REVOLUTION
Darkness was all around him
Death was in the air
Crimson blood
Dropped onto the concrete path
The sword in his hand
Quickly went down
Into the fallen man
His eyes were cold
They shed no tears
They showed no signs of regret
As he removed his sword
And wiped away the blood
His amber eyes shook with rage
His wife was dead
His only love
She had sacrificed herself
To save him
The winter snow had been
Red that day
Along with the sky
And the weeping tree
He burned her
In their wooden house
Swearing in revenge
The only true remembrance of her
Was the cross-shaped scar on his cheek
His sword was faster then lightning
And all that fought him
Paid with their lives
He cut his way through the revolution
And as it came to an end
The Hitokiri Battousai left his sword
Stabbing the earth
Then he disappeared
And was never seen again
Some people say he died
Some say he ran away
For no one knows
The truth about
The legendary Hitokiri Battousai's disappearance
A HITOKIRI'S REVOLUTION
Darkness was all around him
Death was in the air
Crimson blood
Dropped onto the concrete path
The sword in his hand
Quickly went down
Into the fallen man
His eyes were cold
They shed no tears
They showed no signs of regret
As he removed his sword
And wiped away the blood
His amber eyes shook with rage
His wife was dead
His only love
She had sacrificed herself
To save him
The winter snow had been
Red that day
Along with the sky
And the weeping tree
He burned her
In their wooden house
Swearing in revenge
The only true remembrance of her
Was the cross-shaped scar on his cheek
His sword was faster then lightning
And all that fought him
Paid with their lives
He cut his way through the revolution
And as it came to an end
The Hitokiri Battousai left his sword
Stabbing the earth
Then he disappeared
And was never seen again
Some people say he died
Some say he ran away
For no one knows
The truth about
The legendary Hitokiri Battousai's disappearance