"There are, indeed, a misguided few
Who fill their hearts with Malice."
But, stronger still, the students who
Will fight the cruel and callous.
Salem thinks her power great,
She revels in the dark,
But we both know her certain fate,
And it starts with just a spark
Of hope behind those silver eyes,
The fire with golden hair,
The cool determination of
The faunus and the heir.
Salem thinks herself a god
Invincible and strong.
But, you and I know better now
She couldn't be more wrong.
Sorry...the way Ozpin/Oscar said that line in "True Colors;" the cadence of it sounded so much like the start of a poem.