Lonely young ronin, more brutal than Conan,
Tell me now, why do you cry?
"Well, I'm worn to the bone and I miss my dear home,
And that Shogun, he ain't a nice guy.
"He orders my buddies to fight foreign cruddies,
He spreads death o'er the land like a flood.
"He's instilled in those younger, this undying hunger,
and all that will sate it is blood."
- Bunker, out.
ps-- If you look real close, you'll see that the buzzards in the background are milling around dead, crucified soldiers. "The horror... the horror...."
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