The Crimson Lord

High atop the pagoda tower

Perched upon with blazing claws

The one of fearsome reddish feathers

Who bears the mark of death

And wields the flaming pecker blade

To brace against any traveler.

Don your silk kimono, traveler

Scale the twenty-foot mythic tower

And take up the aqua steel blade

The water titan with razor claws

Shall prevent the wrath of inferno death

The liquid spirit deflects the crimson feathers.

Commanding waves to strike crimson lord’s feathers

The ocean titan defends the weary traveler

Using their scales as a shield against fiery death

And thrash their water blade atop the tower

To halt the lord's scorching claws;

A fierce storm of revolving blades.

Molten wind stirs against the ocean blade

And once again strikes the scorching feathers

Dash and dodge the fearsome claws

The bond of the aqua spirit and the traveler

Cannot be broken upon the tower

And this battle will go on, even to death.

But we shall prevail against the fate of death

The floor crumbles under the ember blade

Waves whip against the bow of the tower

Look, how the lord is losing feathers

The lord's power is weakened by the traveler

And tumbles to its claws.

Aqua spirit, ground the crimson lord’s claws

Prod the final wave to escape death

The crimson lord shall bow to the traveler

Who now wields the water and fire blade

He shepherds the tidal wave, rides the ember feathers

And dives off the twenty-foot tower.

And now a barren nest of a tower

Loitered with crimson feathers

Are but ashes of the lord’s blade.