[Verse 1]
Mud on his sandals.
Blood on the rain.
Musashi walked quiet
through the broken lane.
No banner behind him.
No saint in the sky.
Just two wooden sheaths
and a blade in his eye.
He read the wind first.
Then he read your face.
One step, one strike,
one terrible grace.
[Pre-Chorus]
He don’t chase glory.
He don’t need a crown.
He waits like stone
then he cuts you down.
[Chorus]
Art of war, art of war
Two swords drawn
Art of war, art of war
Till the fear is gone
Art of war, art of war
Hold your ground
Art of war, art of war
When the silence pounds
[Verse 2]
He crossed that river
with a grin like steel.
Won with the timing
that the weak can’t steal.
In a barn, in a storm,
on a hill, in the dust,
he made the old rules
bend under trust.
Not brute, not fury,
not noise, not flame.
Just the clean hard truth
of the game.
[Pre-Chorus]
He don’t chase glory.
He don’t need a crown.
He waits like stone
then he cuts you down.
[Chorus]
Art of war, art of war
Two swords drawn
Art of war, art of war
Till the fear is gone
Art of war, art of war
Hold your ground
Art of war, art of war
When the silence pounds
[Bridge]
Empty room, one breath,
one last test.
A thousand thoughts,
but he chose the best.
No wasted motion.
No second try.
The blade says enough
when it passes by.
[Final Chorus]
Art of war, art of war
Two swords drawn
Art of war, art of war
Till the fear is gone
Art of war, art of war
Hold your ground
Art of war, art of war
When the silence pounds
Art of war, art of war
No room for lies
Art of war, art of war
Look him in the eyes
Art of war, art of war
Two swords drawn
Art of war, art of war
And the weak are gone