As he waits for his target in the pouring, drenching rain
He's trained well for a moment like this
Ready to strike, ready to make this moment his
1 slash of Kenshi and the target will be down in a flash
To the ground will his cold dead body crash
As he looks above his target with piercing cold eyes
Kenshi slashes 1 last time before you could hear his cries
Yet another target as been brought down by this warrior of might
The gratification of his blood running is something that he likes
But what happens when this warrior shares the fate he's given so many?
Will anybody know or care about it, will there be any?
It seems as though karma has to pay everyone back for actions they've done
It has a good track record, it's never missed a payback, not even 1
It does have a way breaking even the mightiest of warriors down
In the dragon's case, it attacked his heart, all you heard was a breaking sound
The dragon's fall was shocking, no one could have seen this
Except he, himself, because his heart is his only weakness
Even the warrior must answer the call when love knocks on his door
That's why it hurt even more when his heart broke on the floor
Who knows the future? Who can or wants to predict it?
It's a future that I, myself, truly want, and only God himself can fix it
The Dragon's fate was sealed by his own hands
It's his own fault that he fell by the words and actions of man
Who was he to stop fate? To try and stop what God has planned?
Who is he to question God, just so he can understand?
Things in this world cant always explained
But there are those that say "I am in control of my own fate!" as they boastfully exclaim
Whenever it does happen, however it does happen, only the Lord himself knows
The warrior can only recover and start to take life now as it comes and goes
Eventually, God will give back to the the warrior blessings that will cause floods
But for the moment, the broken heart spills this Dragon Warrior's blood...
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