Kings Note

Glory be to you my friend, proud Knight of my promised land. Upon mighty steed you ride, with sword held high Screaming your battle cry, into glory ride I sit upon my throne, behind these stone walls I pray That I may see you another day. Your honor and truth, no one does compare. You protect us all from evil and despair. For it is you my proud Knight, that stands between The fall of my kingdom and my beautiful queen So fight bravely my friend, God be with you For our victory is in sight, over the evil of the Black Knight