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