Yasuo raises his Wind Wall, and killing you is child's play
LeBlanc wields her staff: who can tell where I truly am?
Born beneath the blade, die beneath the blade, the cycle never ends
I only ask that Fiora, the peerless swordswoman, dance another waltz for me
Don't try to guess the color of fate's cards
I live only for the promise: "As long as the tower stands, so do I"
(The author's impression of League of Legends, so a lot of this is from N versions ago. I'll catch up to the current version later, though I might not cover everything.)
