Harii’s Moon

Dogs bark at many things in the night
Settle thyself, feel not fright
Only beware the Harii’s moon
A night of sacrifice and doom
When no moon shines at night
The ghosts come out to fight
No territory is too deep
The dead travel not on feet
Riders of the storm wind’s call
On such nights dynasties fall
In shadow sheathed and revealed
Blackened fury by forest concealed
The first strike a whispering storm
The second strike ghosts now form
The third strike thunder’s roar
Hunter’s fury, storm winds soar
Upon great oak in High One’s name
Inverted headless bodies hang
Dogs bark at many things in the night
Settle thyself feel not fright
Only beware the Harii’s moon
In silent darkness hides your doom

Essence

I call upon the ninety eight thousand Gods of War
Riders of the Divine Wind, Hunter’s steel does soar
I invoke the ninety eight thousand Gods of Budo
On humble knee stands my roots, an Oak who seeks to grow
I call upon the Dragons of fire’s tongue, hallowed is thy brow
I invoke the Dogs of death’s pursuit, silent is thy growl
Ride, Ride forth! Eyes of Lightning’s fury
Ride, Ride forth! Forever is your glory
I call upon the ninety eight thousand Gods of War
Frenzied Storm, Warders of Great Heaven’s door
I invoke the ninety eight thousand Gods of Budo
On humble foot bows my roots, an Oak who seeks to grow

Hunter’s Way

I am the Dog of Bushido
Path of lightning, Hunter’s glow
I am desperate to live, crazy to die
Serve endlessly until in ground I lie
I will follow while leading
Be the first to fall bleeding
Without hesitation nor fear
Until death, I do swear

I am the Fox named Shinobi
In shadow and void I see
Nine masks I wear, nine lies I speak
In dreams, in darkness I seek
Emptiness I whisper, a lullaby sung
Honeyed smile hides poisoned tongue
Unseen ghost, bringer of disgrace
Never will you know my face