The Way of the Warrior

[Satan's Crow]

"Victory is reserved for those who are willing to pay it's price." - Sun Tzu

The Way of the Warrior

I hear the voice of a knight crying blood,
He's telling me it's time.

Peacocks are waiting for me on the hill with golden rivers,
I see crows, they remind me of me.
And the black sun is rising!
The dark mists are dissipating.

I see her over all the hills,
You're a shadow that appears at my door every night,
You are a dream that interrupts my sleep every night.

No matter how far away, hearts beat for the same purpose,
After all, this is the holy path of the warrior.

All darkness is dissipating!
O great Sun, if only you could see all this.
Wouldn't you have given up then!
Because you are not one of us.

After all, this is the blessed path of the warrior.

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There was a sermon by that name. I wanted to write a poem about it.

I had a strange dream last night and that's what really affected me.

Life is being on the road. Victory is reserved for those who are willing to pay it's price.