Transparent

Misty skin, a chameleon.

Creating plates of armor.

 

Childhood tactics

That later create

Chaotic prana.

 

Driven inside

That ground field

By groundlessness.

 

The truth unbound

Is witnessed seen.

Days of judgment

Will come.

 

But the gavel is

Now broken.

The hammerhead

Is wide open.

 

Transparency

Evident.