Vash's PoemDripping blood flows threw my weathered handsMore Like This
The death I see before my eyes torture me
How can I live this fate?
It is more than I can stand
Why did you leave me?
Without you, this world is a very sad place
As I try to save innocent people, sand blows freely
The sand makes it hard for people to see the truth
Realistic views rave
I can't stand this madness
I wish that people would be full of love and peace
But instead, they are corrupted by sin
They're souls are stained with hate
Instead of pure souls
But what can I say, I am just as brutul opposing him