Lyric

A gentle smile to start the sacred dance

I step into the fray with elegant stance

No clouded thoughts, no shadow in my eyes

Just pure devotion underneath the skies

My hands unfold like petals in the spring

To meet the chaotic rhythm that you bring

You rush with fury, heavy and severe

While my trajectory is crystal clear

An acrobatic counter, spinning free

I turn your pressure into poetry

Every motion is a stroke of light

A flawless posture dancing through the night

PURE AND BRIGHT!

The smile you see before you fall!

RITE OF PRIDE!

The iron grace that breaks the wall!

FLAWLESS ART!

Your final movement is a quiet rose!

PURE AND BRIGHT!

RITE OF PRIDE!

FLAWLESS ART!

No personal hatred, no malicious cry

Just perfect numbers underneath the sky

I do not break you out of bitter spite

I praise the canvas that we paint tonight

The final circuit is about to close

With all the honor that my lineage knows

Righteous

Perfect

The absolute alignment of the space

I smile at the final line

PURE AND BRIGHT!

The absolute purity of the strike!

RITE OF PRIDE!

No other executioner is quite alike!

FLAWLESS ART!

Turn the memory into perfect ash!

PURE AND BRIGHT!

RITE OF PRIDE!

FLAWLESS ART!

Thank you for the match