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Ballad of Kyokami's Choice by NEP

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Ballad of Kyokami's Choice

Midieval Bardic Folk Song

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Hark how the market cries beneath torn flags, Temple bells echo o'er the cobblestone drags.
Thirteen halls sit round the amber-lit fire, House lords whisper coin fear and old desire.
A slave market murmur, a torn lullaby, Children wake to chain smoke under a grey sky.
Banners bleed colour where the wind tells of loss, And the bard keeps counting who will pay the cost.
Listen, ye travellers, to the council's low voice, Four for the fox-fire, four for the white-iron's choice.
Other houses linger, their sigils unsure, The hour draws near, will the old peace endure?
Fox-fire cries for Kyubi, peace in his breath, White-iron sings Tetsu, steel over death.
Fox-fire, white-iron, which shall hold the day? Will war reign free or shall peace find a way?
Kirin Kyubi wears a crown of thin gold, A young kid's in Kirin with a hard-grown bold.
He offers soft treaties, he bows to the plea, Says, let captives live and let strife cease to be.
Yet mothers see stolen kin in nightmares made whole, They call him soft-handed, wayward of soul.
In the court he is called inexperienced suede, A ruler who rests where the old blades were laid.
Hearken, the fox-fire glows at the palace gate, He preaches a peace, though the docks hold such hate.
Four houses behind him, their prayers on the wind, They beg for a mercy that might yet bind.
Fox-fire cries for Kyubi, peace in his breath, White-iron sings Tetsu, steel over death.
Fox-fire, white-iron, which shall hold the day? Will war reign free or shall peace find a way?
Tetsu Yamazaki bears the white-iron name, A hallowed oni war hero tempered by flame.
His palms are like anvils, his oath like the drum, No stranger shall take what our fathers have won.
He walks the border, he counts the lost graves, He tends to the widows and raises their staves.
Clan Yamazaki roars, they will not be bent, Their banners are thunder, their answer intense.
A mother in shadow, her voice thin and worn, They sold my little brother at the first light of morn.
We beg for a savior, for a promise or sword, For a hand to unbind us for some kind of ward.
Her tears are like rain on the court's polished floor, Her plea is a ripple that cannot be ignored.
Old Lord Masaru fingers a scar on his brow, His house drifts in silence, he knows not quite how.
Kyuubi speaks mercy, yet chains line the key, Tetsu speaks thunder, yet men would be free.
He counts each man's heartbeat, he counts each thin coin, Will honor be measured by steel or by join?
The ancients are sleeping beneath earth and stone, Their verdict waits silent as the bells in the call.
Foxfire cries for Kyuubi, pleading the skies, White iron calls Tetsu, wrath in his eyes.
Foxfire, white iron, the voices collide, Thirteen halls tremble as fate turns the tide.
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