A single heart broken. All love lost. Eyes shed tears of blood when my
heart cries. The sword in my hands wants to wants to kill.
Never satisfied by blood's first spill.
The pain inside is to much to swallow, tormented as chaos soon will follow.
The crimson tears stain my clothes. My body can't handle the deathly blows.
I wish to quit but I must fight. My dark eyes struggles to see the light.
At my limit I reach defeat, but death I still do not recieve.
From this point I now see that I shall heal.
When all is lost it does not end kami no sabaki made.