My body ...
It is made of swords ...
Steel is my blood ..
And glass my heart ...
I have overcome countless battlefields undefeated
I have never retreated ...
Nor have I been understood.
Always alone ...
On the hill of swords ..
Intoxicated with victory ...
So ... this life has no meaning ...
This body ... was definitely ...
Made of swords.
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