My Sword
I could cry just thinking about it
The tears want to run down my face
Then I wake up
Another day
I unsheath my sword and start hacking away
It must be done
For I know, one day I will run into a monster
I have to be ready.
I could cry just thinking about it
The tears want to run down my face
Then I wake up
Another day
I unsheath my sword and start hacking away
It must be done
For I know, one day I will run into a monster
I have to be ready.