05 - Sir William


1. The Calling

There he was, a shadow of himself,
scraping bits of courage off his shining armor.
His mind confused, his following forgotten,
as the sky‘s getting darker and darker.

Through the gate he went,
expecting wealth and glory.
What he found
was nowhere near the story
that they told to him.
They said he’d feel
alive and free,
instead he was
abandoned to be.

An empire built
on misery and sacrifice,
looking into faces full of
pain and despair.

This is his reward
for putting life and limb
on the line everyday.
Now he knows who were holding sway…

Still he‘s drifting through the lands,
a timid, trembling mockery.

Watching others struggle,
watching others fight
for a last spark of hope.
A hero to come
and save them from this evil.

“Maybe…”, he thought,
„my being here has a reason!”

Seeing what he could do, if he was
strong enough to fight the
villains, who were pouncing, grappling and
torturing those not listening.

Suddenly there came a chilling breeze
soaking thoughts and passing.
Like a sign to wake him up, he was
destined to take on his
calling.

It was something he never thought existed,
He’s drifting, carried around on a cloud.
All his dreams and all his fears were twisted,
but still he doesn’t know why they‘re all devout.

I‘m neither rich nor beautiful,
a strong shell and a weakened soul.
Please spare me your reverence,
I‘m trapped inside false confidence.

How could they possibly treasure
his mere existence?
How could they possibly think that he‘s the one?
How can he ever be certain he‘s not deluded?
And how will be comprehend he might have won?

I‘m neither rich nor beautiful,
a strong shell and a dying soul.
Please spare me your reverence,
I‘m trapped inside false confidence.

2. The Muse

A sound, a maiden’s cry, caught his ear,
from deep inside the restless foliage.
He drew his sword and disappeared.

The clearing wasn’t far into the woods,
yet every step got more frightening,
there she lay, trapped in heavy chains.

Fight, fiendish beasts and raiders!
Face! I shall be your savior!
Blow for blow he came closer
reigning justice he gave out.

There he was, a hero newly born.
Looking into eyes that said, kiss me now or never.
His mind redeemed, his hands and feet were shaking,
even the sky’s dark clouds were slowly breaking.

I shall be yours and you shall be mine.
A muse and a hero so keenly benign.
Their loving embrace carried them into the night.

We can’t stay here forever,
you have to go and make things better.
Don’t fear, don’t crave, don’t cry!

I won’t let you fight alone and
I will give you strength to grow, so
Go face, go fight, go try!

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

3. The Evil King

Out there in the distance, quickly drawing near,
the blackened swarm of suffering,
inspiring pain and fear.

Guided by a leader, as cold and foul as death,
The look within his eyes stole everyone their breath.

“Come forth and face me!”, said the fearless knight.
“I shall destroy you, they don’t deserve this blight!”
The evil king stepped forth at once,
and so the fight was on.

4. The Battle

instrumental

5. The End

He pulled his blade out the fiend’s body,
still so cold and dead, but harmful never more.
Silence covered the battlefield,
a moment of relief,
Sir William slowly rose again
to show what he achieved.

“We face, we fight,
we crave, we cry,
we fear, we lie,
we love, we try."