My words firing fiercely.,
My swords craving for blood.,
I am a silent killer, a violent teller.
Nocturnal rider, a street fighter.,
Risen from the fallen.,
Chosen for thee....
Rising of the fallen raising your attitude.,
Tip of the broken arrow still having sharp edge.
I am the one risen from the fallen.
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