May I have your permission, dear queen,
To lay down my sword in your service?
May I rest, may I finally gaze into your blue eyes?

A knight is nothing without a cause,
But truly, thou art hollow without
A Queen.

For she is your heart, your beating soul
The love of the kingdom while the king holds the fury.
A true knight wields both, with effective skill.
They cut down the enemies that would not cut down just the walls

But the memories made here,
And the love that touched all.