A Dissidia Poem Warrior of LIGHTIn my cast of armor, I received from my father. Sword on hand, Shield of honor. In the belly of the beast, where the devil may sleep.I come closer, his presence so cold, does even the devil yearn for home? In the belly of the beast, where the devil may sleep.There a Cosmos to bless me now? Fate to come for a mite like me, damned of the dog, the bride of key. In the belly of the beast, where the devil may sleep.To reckon of the host, devil may come. Does he understand I'm the reason of his post? In the belly of the beast, where the devil may sleep.Can you hear me? Freedom so freely, so you cry for your lost peer?
Sta.sh
