battousai the slasher

  best is best to others

worst is worst that haunters

past of the past that lingers

i’m just a samurai wanderer  

pardon if I may

my sword just wanted to say

“my blood, dry in the day

but its stains stay.”  

wash it, wash I went

dry it, dry I bent

the stains I sent

in the river so dent  

hands that reminded me of my past

my violent eyes, evils last

my bloody colored hair, evils last

of the sins so ghast  

slash it, went my sword

kill it, I cut the cord

cord that holds my word

not to obey the Lord.  

i closed my eyes to remember

the blood I shed in the river

i am now a wanderer

once called battousai the slasher