In the echoes of time, a colossal form revealed,
During excavation, a secret unconcealed,
An ancient samurai, giant and grand,
Unearthed from the earth, a figure so grand.

Astonishing find that shook the ground,
The colossal warrior, in silence profound,
As I gazed upon this specter of old,
A secret unfolded, a tale untold.

The samurai’s armor, weathered and worn,
Told of battles fought, of honor sworn,
But beneath the layers of rust and dust,
Lay a secret that filled me with mistrust.

Countless centuries had this secret hid,
In the heart of the samurai, amid
The metal and leather, a darkness dwelled,
A haunting mystery that history withheld.

As I stood in the shadow of this ancient knight,
I felt a presence, a whisper in the night,
The secret it held, a weight on my soul,
A tale of the past that refused to grow old.

In the excavation’s unearthly glow,
The colossal samurai seemed to know,
The secret that haunted me, buried deep,
In the depths of time, where memories sleep.

What deeds did this warrior’s blade once sow?
What secrets of the past did it bestow?
As I delved into the samurai’s gaze,
I felt the weight of forgotten days.

The excavation revealed more than stone,
A secret that chilled me to the bone,
In the presence of this ancient knight,
I faced a truth that filled me with fright.

Astonishing find during the excavation’s call,
The colossal samurai standing tall,
Revealing a secret that has haunted me,
For countless centuries, a mystery profound and free.