This is a parody of Leonard Cohen's famous song "Hallelujah". When my friend Matt mistook a haiku for such a parody, I knew I had to make it real. Consider this a companion piece to "Hakuna Katana".
News: this got picked up for production into a real song!
My ancestors all bore the sword Which I now bear to serve my lord All spring I fight, when weaker men don't wanna It goes like this: the stroke, the swish The spray of blood, the stink of piss I have no friends besides my huge katana Chorus: Huge katana Huge katana Huge katana Huge kata-aaa-ana From Edo to Hokkaido's shore The only life I know is war Each day of my existence is nirvana A lesser man would lose his head But I know I'm already dead And to my son I've willed my huge katana [Chorus] I've read the Bibles Dutchmen sell I scoff at Satan, laugh at Hell I need no foreign Christ, and no Madonna I don't believe a word they say My Bible is bushido's way My only god is called my huge katana [Chorus] I have no patience for the court I've never been the courtier sort I'd rather live life simply, kin to fauna The finer arts are lost on me Let others write death poetry My dying words will be my huge katana [Chorus]