A Knight

I see you in the wrath of war

And a soul so tireless in the killing,

Like a crusade in the land of the dead

you don't know how to give in.

No mortal can match his courage

But He is not a Devine warrior

Once he was a knight of honour 

Now Becomes the fallen codebreaker.

Without wearing a Knight's helm

He held his head high above

Yet no spear could touch him as

He's protected by Shield of Heracles,

An armour so strong and shiny

Nearly blinded his enemies eyes

And a sword shimmers like a ruby

As it is bathed in foreign blood.

All this rage and fire is not for blood

It is all for the greater cause of love.

For the memories of his beloved lad

Strangled by the thread of death,

For the agony of his love unclothed 

Suffocated in the fiery smoke.

Which drives him to be monster

It's only pain heals his battle scars.

You take them down one by one

You stand bold in the Battleground,

But a coward's arrow hits his back

It was time for him to pay it back.

At last the merciless journey ends

Where He can finally rest in love,

At last all hunger and pain is gone

As he found love in a New Dawn.

Yet I hear you in the beat of drums 

Invoking your ghost for an aid,

Chanting of your daring ventures

To have the courage to face death.

And the wind carrying your name

Also indelible for the withering dust,

Like Alexander, like Achilles

Your bravery will be remembered.