From the north in cold of night silently they came
Bringing with them trails of gold and weapons no strong man could hold
In the dawn they cast out fire
Take away the free
But the one small thing they hadn't seen
Was the galliant swords of Stepney
As while the enermy slept
a kingdom slayed and all its treasure found she sliced there hearts and without their knowing captured all minds and took their health there strength and left them crippled bent and blind
Then left the cool and crimson sight
Disappearing in the fright