A mighty knight to prove a king
As master and a brother
True to god to test a lord
In death to find another
Held to him a tiny star
Encased in silver locket
Black would be his royal garb
This trinket deep to pocket
Every eve at sunsets pause
His weapons flashed the light
A kingdom free and guarded well
Into the licorice night
His kingdom filled a valley rich
With water, game, and life
Daughtered by a dozen maids
The Queen of love his wife
One road led among them
From the caverns holy ridge
This King would stand to hold it
As a knight atop the bridge
Tales of him were legend
In the mastery of his stands
Few returned to speak his fame
None had touched his lands
Shattered daggers filled the void
Tears shed for each falling
Darkness was this test to see
Who's strike became a calling
Skill and honor held the code
Of he who'ld tempt the fates
None but one could rule his land
It's price would paint the gates
Years of steel to build an arm
The fire filled his dance
Tresspass no one over me
A King your only chance
Sunlight filled his loving heart
blood his nightly duel
His alone this paradise
Lesser souls his fuel
No one knew among his loves
What every night he'ld seen
lives the king had set to flight
For children, land, and queen
-Hermit King-
