I dreamed of Knights,
From day of old.
Of battles fought,
And stories told.
Of maidens fair,
Of Kings and Queens,
Of deeds of bravery,
No longer seen.
When battles cry,
Was 'have at thee'.
Not this days
Profanity.
The sound of hooves
beat on the ground.
The clash of swords,
The other sound.
Of men in armour,
And castles tall.
A shame to wake,
And leave it all.
