Karma

Here is a world in which purpose was stolen,
In which people are only a vessel of themselves,
A world where dreams exist no longer,
Where Hope is drained and sorrow raised.
A place where I intend to take back, what is rightfully mine.
You can be the Knight fighting by my side,
Or you can be the rival, who shrivels to nothing, at my feet.
This is a fight that I plan to win.
You better get the best blacksmith and an even better priest,
Because only the strongest and purest,
Will be enough to pierce this skin and reach this heart.
Enemy of mine, who has done everything, in their power
To bring me down to this hellish pit,
Allow me to introduce, your maker,
The One.
The Only.
My Sword.
Karma.