| Strong is the spirit that wields the blade For a single female bearer it is made From the moment she is born she is destined by fate To control the blade when the evil is great It is steeped in mystery It's origins unknown A beautiful bracelet cast of silver and stone Red and Bright swirls of truth glowing in its eternal light Is it good Or is it evil? Perhaps a bit of both Two halves of a whole For as we have all been told There can be no light without darkness No darkness without light Without evil There can be no good It's curent wearer is strong at heart Pain and revenge both holding equal parts She fights in a world so corrupt The blade laying dormat on her wrist waiting to erupt Her partner by her side Blond-haired and blue-eyed But he is not what he appears A rookie, wet behind the ears He tells us he is F.B.I. I'm not buying I say he is so much more And that soon he will become part of the lore Another man guards her Tall and Dark In the presence of his master He bows his head low We have no answer to the question that we are all want to know Is he friend Or is he foe? A single line of women since it was created By their bloodline they were fated Sara isn't the first Nor will she be the last The blade has chosen its bearer since the day it was cast It will continue to do so in the future just as it has in the past |
| Bearer of the Blade |