The Knight

The knight was brave and quite bold
Upon his strong fast mare
But there speed did not compare
To the evil hooves so cold
The horrid one named death

From this world he would depart
In spite all this he knew
He had one last job to do
A job that comes from the heart
Death could not stop him now

No enters the forest
For something haunts it so horrid

Why home the innocent one
A gallant solider of good
Who was riding in the wood
And fighting under the son
Defending the great king

He was stabbed right in the back
By a double crossing man
Then from the battle he ran
So he would not get attacked
Leaving the knight to die

No enters the forest
For something haunts it so horrid

The knight arrived in the woods
To a cottage old and small
Where grey cobwebs line the hall
And where the rickety stairs stood
He felt safe to be home

He saw his family that knight
And explained that he must go
His horses head hung low
As he went away to fight
A chill filled his bones

No-one enters the forest
For something haunts it so horrid

Death was there ready to fight
Standing tall the knight breathed still
Death cried “you are my next kill
You will not win this night”
But the knight still tried

Now he walks the woods so dark
The battle forever goes on
This earth he is stuck upon
His mournful cry leaves its mark
His death cry he made that night

No-one enters the forest
For the night haunts it so horrid