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