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Sep 2013
You came to me from the august sun
my protector my sweet saviour
I bow to honour you everyday
for you are my extension, our way.

To my right agile arm, come to me
wield at my command till victory
beautiful honour falls from the heavens
my eternal soul is yours and yours alone.

The keeper of light, spirit of justice
prevails for we could never part
death to those that stand their ground
in this cold wondrous warrior art

Christened Lion Heart in blood
we thirst for order and harmony
keeps me safe from the evil hordes
my glorious tempestuous sword.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis
By NeonSolaris

© 2008 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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