Handed down through the ages, Amidst a history of everflowing war
A story of steel that guards all strength within the riddle, Ignores,
Demands to cure all flaws
"Entrust in sword, your very soul!"
Utter the blinded ones, yet to uncover fleshes gold
Without the aid of metal, in absense of steel, The entire fortune of the
Flesh may be revealed!
The hand that wields tha blade, carries a might
Surpassing the Steel Array!
Everlasting, fists of fear
Triumph etched in stone
Surpassing the Steel Array, the storm inside us grows!
Clad in chaos, weapons concealed, internal battlefield
Within the flesh wars are won
The will to power, becomes the only power, By which all succumb!
The fury resides in arms reach
Awaiting disposal!
The sword remains within the sheath Left to rust eternally!
Buckling beneath defeat Swift demise!
Feeble scuffle at your feet
Aimlessly! Mindlessly!
Devouring each other!