Born from shadows, son of moon and scar,
a broken shinigami, a hollow avatar.
Two souls inside his chest, two voices in his skin,
one screams for vengeance, one wants to begin.
His mother died before his eyes, he couldn't save her then,
and something dark awakened, something none could comprehend.
“Ichigo, Ichigo, tell me who you are:
the savior or the monster? the prison or the star?”
SHATTERED MASK, BLOOD IN MY VEINS,
THE VIZARD SCREAMS, THE DEMON REIGNS.
I DON'T KNOW GOD, I DON'T KNOW FEAR,
BUT HURT MY PEOPLE AND I'LL BURN THEM HERE.
His sword is his religion, Zangetsu is his name,
a whisper in the darkness: “kill or die in flames”.
Bankai breaks his spirit, hollow cracks his soul,
but he stands like broken steel that still can reach its goal.
Kurosaki, Kurosaki, orange in the coal,
the one who carries hatred like an anthem in his role.
Soul Society trembles, Hueco Mundo prays,
cause the one who rose from nothing owns the darkest days.
SHATTERED MASK, CRACKED AND TORN,
BUT MY FISTS STILL FIGHT THE STORM.
NOT A HERO, NOT A THRONE,
JUST A RAGGED KING OF BROKEN BONE.
Shattered mask, final form,
let the heavens feel the storm.
Ichigo, Ichigo, blade of rust,
you're the guardian of the lost, the curse, the trust. 😈🖤⚔️
