Knighthood

I walk through the calm forest in the time of kinghts

and only the dark memories are left from these times

There's pieces of armour on skeletons

of men lying on the ground

They were killed by the stab of the sword

Before me lays thousands of dead knights

Beneath of my feets lays skeletons

And only the dark memories

are left of this Knighthood

On this ground all fought for domination

but no one stayed alive

and no one know why that even one life,

didn't survive

It must have been the powers of evil,

that killed the rest of men

on this bloodstained ground,

that which stories had been told