Sword Souls - Elliott Power

Roaming ronin

Lost now he’s strolling

Strike of the blade

It’s his soul that he’s holding

Live by the code

For the soul no consoling

Humble abode

Sat in robes un-controlling desire

To set straight

Fire which fuels rage

Liar that caused hate

Dire they’ll all pay

Clear the walk way for the cruel way

Honorable act, that’s horrible in-fact

Die by the code bushido intact

Bushido bushido bushido intact

Time to react

Bushido bushido bushido intact

Cut them no slack

Bushido bushido bushido intact

Die by the code bushido intact

Bushido bushido bushido intact

Die in hope, can’t live or cope less pain

Won’t let it show, he’s on his own this way

Light close darkness goes mend a soul

The ronin gladly waits

Firm grip on the tanto

Harakiri harakiri

Cut and slice with a firm blow

Harakiri harakiri

Disemboweled on the first go

Harakiri harakiri

A gracious scene and act so clean

Light that gleams off a beam so clean

A gracious scene and act so clean

Light that gleams off a beam so clean

And the fact of the matter is

There’s no hope the anarchist

Eyes lit when the dagger hit

For a soul so cavernous

Filted the jilted

Tilted till wilted

Pilgrim stilted quilted with illness

Bravado and realness

Courage in-still this

To much for many seppuku he’s read

Poised steady dark deadly

To much for many seppuku he’s read

Poised steady dark deadly

To much for many seppuku he’s read

Poised steady dark deadly

Poised steady dark deadly

Poised steady dark deadly

Die in hope, can’t live or cope less pain

Won’t let it show, he’s on his own this way

Light close darkness goes mend a soul

The ronin gladly waits

Firm grip on the tanto

Harakiri harakiri

Cut and slice with a firm blow

Harakiri harakiri

Disemboweled on the first go

Harakiri harakiri