SESSHOMARU
Lord of the Western Lands
Silver hair flowing in the wind
Amber eyes of incalculable power
Purple crescent upon your brow
Voice of hypnotism
Grace in your every move
Double swords at your side
Life and death at your reach
One brings only destruction
Fashioned of an enemy's fang
The other breathes life
Forged of your father's fang
Your left sleeve flutters
Violently in the wind
To reveal the piece of you
Lost in battle against
Your younger brother
Fighting for your father's sword
Noble demeanor with an
Intellect to match his beauty
Beneath the surface dwells
Untold founts of strength
Speaking so softly
This mysterious lord