The Call Of The Katana

The blade shines beneath the moon,
Oaths resound within the heart,
Forged in fire, shaped by war,
The katana awakens in the dark.
A path is carved by duty's hand,
No fear of falling to the ground,
Honor guides each single step,
Through the night or vast surround.
Hear the call of the katana,
The spirit that shall never fall,
Blood and courage bind our fate,
The warrior answers every call.
In the shadows, memories dance,
Of masters long departed,
Each strike becomes a prayer,
Each victory, a sacrifice.
Hear the call of the katana,
The spirit that shall never fall,
Blood and courage bind our fate,
The warrior answers every call.
In silence, the blade is singing,
The wind is carrying its voice,
And even when death is nearing,
Honor will remain our choice.
Our choice...
Hear the call of the katana,
The spirit that shall never fall,
Blood and courage bind our fate,
The warrior answers every call!