Emonzaemon

Shinobi in the gloom Instrument of doom Sits above her room Til he comes after you Smirk In the face of pain Challenged once again To sacrifice his name So she may wield the Sword Before other swords Sword to cut the words Words he must inscribe Unconcealed no more Weapons cannot deter Hairoken power From ancestors learned So that he might Vanish into the night Blade that flashes bright In the eyes of war Unconcealed no more