Inspired by Maxini-sama's excellentpoem How To Paint In Blood. Battousai gives a little painting lesson.
Painting a little picture,
Bloody red and silver steel.
Ignore the little voices,
They just don't have the
Taste to appreciate your art.
It is an art, really,
Bloody red and silver steel,
All bold lines, it's all about
Making an impact,
Making an impression,
Even if it is,
One that makes them sick
To their stomachs.
They just can't appreciate it, really,
Such a shame, such a pity.
Oh, well, paint alone.
Bloody red and silver steel,
They'll appreciate it someday,
And if they don't…
Then we'll have to silence
Those little voices…
Won't we?