Why

                     A heart torn to shreds is all that is left
                      Of a once strong soul, churning in death
      A death that none should endure the blue mask it wore covered in a different color
          Yes, it hurt, why would it not? The time ticked away on the clock
            Minutes, hours, days passed by before the turtle finally died
        The brothers of this magnificent beast cried for hours, holding its body
        Then the red masked one was all alone, holding a body of one once strong
              He cried and cried and cried and cried and wondered why
            Why a brother so strong had to be killed in a sad little song

      The claws that killed the once strong brother where cleaned of the blood of the dark hour
          The man felt only triumph in his soul as he watched the watery tears roll
          He began to laugh, a maniac laugh that shook the room of the grand glass
            A laugh that rang through the knight and tortured the soul that died
             The soul felt mocked by this laughter for a person of his stature
            But then he heard his brothers cry and he too, began to wonder why