A crook for a cop
An idol for an enemy
Everyone is a hero
When end justifies the means
A dagger for a kiss
A rose for a bullet
Every shot is just
When end justifies the means
Me, me, me
- Sith Fisto
- A million names, a million faces. A friend, a foe, a distant acquaintance. What I am depends on what you see, what you want me to be. But in truth I am nothing like that, I'm nothing you think I am. I'm not anyone. I'm me.
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