Kanshisha
In the lands unknown...there was a time of great darkness
Where poverty, famine, and depression grew,
All hope and happiness lost in everyone's questioning minds.
The lands were ruled by a cruel King whom steals all
Food, wealth, and freedom alike.
He keeps a great number of slaves to wait on his majasty
And digs for diamonds and jewels
All for scraps of food and tiny sips of water.
All parents and adults.
What's left of the people outside the kingdom of Brilig'Toves
Infents, childrens and teens trying as hard as there elders
To stay alive and fight for the freedom of those adults,
But them alone and weak as they are powerless
They couldn't do it...not without there hopes...
Then a miracle...the tears of some of the children
Had called upon the pure creatures
Niether human nor beast
Yet they spoke like man and the image of beasts,
but no super powers of anykind.
Brute strength, speed, and will was all they had.
They called them
"Kanshisha".
Those that shed true tears of sorrow were chosen
To ride and lead their Kanshisha as heros.
Those with false tears would have to stay behind.
Each child is given one Kanshisha
Whether they want it or not.
Now, the fate of those children rests in the claws
Of the Kanshisha...but they're not alone...
The king, too, keeps a strong guards as well.
Best be careful and stay alive...
In the lands unknown...there was a time of great darkness
Where poverty, famine, and depression grew,
All hope and happiness lost in everyone's questioning minds.
The lands were ruled by a cruel King whom steals all
Food, wealth, and freedom alike.
He keeps a great number of slaves to wait on his majasty
And digs for diamonds and jewels
All for scraps of food and tiny sips of water.
All parents and adults.
What's left of the people outside the kingdom of Brilig'Toves
Infents, childrens and teens trying as hard as there elders
To stay alive and fight for the freedom of those adults,
But them alone and weak as they are powerless
They couldn't do it...not without there hopes...
Then a miracle...the tears of some of the children
Had called upon the pure creatures
Niether human nor beast
Yet they spoke like man and the image of beasts,
but no super powers of anykind.
Brute strength, speed, and will was all they had.
They called them
"Kanshisha".
Those that shed true tears of sorrow were chosen
To ride and lead their Kanshisha as heros.
Those with false tears would have to stay behind.
Each child is given one Kanshisha
Whether they want it or not.
Now, the fate of those children rests in the claws
Of the Kanshisha...but they're not alone...
The king, too, keeps a strong guards as well.
Best be careful and stay alive...
