Peace is but a shadow of death, desperate to forget it's painful past... Though we hope for promising years, after the shedding of a thousand tears, Yesterday's sorrow constantly nears. And while the moon still shines blue, By dawn it will turn to scarlet hue.
Disappear! My sword does not exist to crush insects like you.
"in the end it all boils down to two simple choices. either you do or you don't. you'd think with all the problems in this world, there'd be more answers. it's not fair. but that's the way things are. the choice is yours." - Zidane