An Open Grave
When Kingdom comes
Our hearts shall be brave
And when hell breaks loose
I shall be an open grave
I was born on the tip of a sword
Through the mouth of the deepest cave
Time tried to kill my last word
Compassion gave me the love I deserve
When castle walls mark our beginning and end
Honour was the only meaningful thing left to save
The enemy of my enemy shall become my shield
Prepared to meet the master I serve
I gave the King, and only him, dominion over death
The Knights in the killing fields blowing a trumpet
And all our sins forgiven, gave life her final breath
To enter a new age of open roads on a red carpet
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