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The Ballad of Tetsu Yamazaki by NEP

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The Ballad of Tetsu Yamazaki

Bardic Folk

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In the shadow of the mountain high, Where the winter banners tore the sky.
A child was forged in grief and flame, And Kyokami would know his name.
Not born to peace, nor raised in spring, But iron halls and war drums ring,
He learned too young what steel was for, To guard the weak and bury war.
Sing low, sing loud, let the war bells cry, For Tetsu Yamazaki.
Born of sorrow, crowned by fire, He rose where stronger men would die.
Blade of dusk and dawn alike, Wolf of ash and memory,
Carry his name through storm and flame, Tetsu of Kyokami.
He walked where fallen armies lay, Through fields where ash had choked the day.
And every step his sandals made, Was haunted by the blood they paid.
He did not speak of all he'd lost, Nor count the dead, nor curse the cost.
But in his silence burned a vow, No tyrant rules this nation now.
Sing low, sing loud, let the war bells cry, For Tetsu Yamazaki.
Born of sorrow, crowned by fire, He rose where stronger men would die.
Blade of dusk and dawn alike, Wolf of ash and memory,
Carry his name through storm and flame, Tetsu of Kyokami.
And if one day the heavens break, And if the old gods turn away,
Still in the dark his fire remains, A light no death can take.
So raise the cup and sound the drum, For all he was and all to come.
For some men live and some become, The legends kingdoms make.
He stood where brothers broke and bled, Where crows made feast among the dead.
And still he would not yield his ground, While one true heart beat near the sound.
The rivers knew his weary tread, The moon looked pale above the red.
And those who saw him in that hour, Spoke not of man, but wrath and power.
Yet not for glory drew his blade, Nor throne, nor praise, nor debts repaid.
But for the oath he could not flee, To bear his people's agony.
For every shrine reduced to smoke, For every child the war had broke,
He carried all that grief became, And wore it like a second name.
Sing low, sing loud, let the war bells cry, For Tetsu Yamazaki, Lord of embers scarred and unbowed.
He stood where even kings would flee, Sword of grief and shield of flame,
Heart of wrath and loyalty, Long may his name outlive the world.
Tetsu of Kiyokami.
Long may his name outlive the world.
Tetsu of Kiyokami.