Once upon a darkest night,
Lost between the waves of time,
Stood in front of preying eyes,
Just a poet, and a knight.
Looked upon with much disgrace,
Hated from the earth to space,
Bent a knee to death itself,
That who fought, and fought itself.
As the dawn just broke the darkness,
And their hearts have burn the brightest,
Stood in front, of preying eyes,
Just a poet, and a knight,
Fighting for the truly right,
One with fate,
And one with pride.