Blue Fist

(Verse 1) Yo, listen up, I'll tell you a tale, 'Bout Zagan Tempest, swift as a gale. With blue skin shining, under Absalom's sun, He's the dexterous monk, second to none. Born from the streets, where shadows play, Zagan moves quick, in his own way. Fists like lightning, striking true, In the heart of danger, he'll see it through. (Chorus) Zagan Tempest, with fists so fast, In the heat of battle, he's unsurpassed. Blue skin shining, with scars to bear, A warrior's spirit, beyond compare. (Verse 2) He once faced death, in a trap so cruel, Boiling water, his fiery duel. But from the ashes, he rose again, With scars as reminders, of where he's been. Through the alleys of Absalom, he'll roam, Defending the weak, far from home. With every punch, he writes his story, Zagan Tempest, in all his glory. (Chorus) Zagan Tempest, with fists so fast, In the heat of battle, he's unsurpassed. Blue skin shining, with scars to bear, A warrior's spirit, beyond compare. (Bridge) So here's to Zagan, the monk of grace, In the city's shadows, he'll find his place. With every strike, he'll never relent, Zagan Tempest, our hero, heaven sent. (Outro) In the streets of Absalom, his legend grows, Zagan Tempest, with fists that chose. To defend the city, with all his might, In the darkness of night, he'll shine so bright.