Return old days of lore and yonder
For the story of knight and lowly squire.
Onward, his tale for glory and honor
Where bards record test and trial into yonder

The knight who slays beast, man, and legend
Legend holding the knight who never tires
Forward, both ground and castle soaked and reddened
Foes trampled beneath a frightening legend

“Before the road stand tall and proud”
Friend or foe knows not the squire
The man of black stands ‘fore the crowd
“Draw your sword if you are proud”

Echoes, sharp like steel, surround the two
Sanguine rains turn ground to mire
A beaten head rests in blood and dew
At last, alone were only two

The knight and squire to journey on
The blood of defeat and lost desire
Soak the ground baptized now as Halcyon
For the thrill of battle presses on.