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Moon-Etched Blade 1 by Angel

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Moon-Etched Blade 1 by Angel - Rock music cover art

Moon-Etched Blade 1

Rock

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london fog or mountain glade, he keeps his oath, won’t be had,
hanafuda earring catching light, a crooked scar, a promise bad.
palm-muted steps on timber floors, breath like glass, a whispered hymn,
water-flourish on the steel—he draws, the night goes thin.
alone he stands, no cheer, no crowd,
a clipped salute, a vow aloud.
iron hand, moon-etched steel,
he trades his sleep so others heal.
raise your blade, demon slayer — burn the night to ash,
stand and fight, keep the light, let no demon pass.
short and sharp, strike the dark, let the river slash,
raise your blade, demon slayer — burn the night to ash.
scarred cheek, nose to crown, the wind knows his name,
eardrum crack of thunder—he's not here to play the game.
water dances off the edge, a ribbon, then a roar,
ember-stitched and bearing guilt, he’s walking out the door.
same stance but stakes have climbed—a price in borrowed breath,
each sweep a little less of him, each swing a touch of death.
the moon keeps score, the hanafuda burns,
he gives a little more and the night returns.
raise your blade, demon slayer — burn the night to ash,
stand and fight, keep the light, let no demon pass.
short and sharp, strike the dark, let the river slash,
raise your blade, demon slayer — burn the night to ash.
there’s a lullaby from home, a sister’s face in rain,
he counts the cost in quiet bones, in names he can’t reclaim.
‘til breath runs thin and memories fray—he almost turns away,
but oath and steel collide and push him back to stay.
raise your blade, demon slayer — burn the night to ash!
stand and fight, keep the light, let no demon pass!
short and sharp, strike the dark, carve the sky in a slash!
raise your blade, demon slayer — set the heavens on a gasp!
by lamp or moon, by blade or blood, remember how he came,
hanafuda glints like stubborn truth—he’s more than just a name.
through london fog or mountain night, the river claims the past,
he walks, he fights, the dawn ignites—his legacy will last.