The Purest Of Knights

I see a knight&endash; a wandering fool

A man of few words

Doesn't play by the rules of deceit

I see a knight&endash; courageous and cool

A master of swords

One who never surrenders, and knows no defeat

Now their ship's setting sail

To the Castle of Sadness

Will their quest for the Grail

Lead to glory or madness

Will their search ever end

Are they lost in this secret land

Where nothing is real

One is judged by his deeds

Based on moral perfection

One is found too discrete

For not asking the questions

So their search never ends

They are lost in these secret lands

Where nothing is real

They can see it, almost touch it

But their eyes will be blinded by the light

Lacking courage, lacking virtue, lacking wisdom

Just found in the purest of knights

I see a knight&endash; his journey begins

He comes from afar

And where others have failed he'll succeed

I see a knight&endash; free of all sins

His goodness of heart will earn him his place on the Perilous Seat

In his barren domain

Waits a king for the right one

Plagued by terrible pains

That won't stop 'till the knight comes

Whose compassion is real

Then his wounds will be healed at last

All misery's passed

He can see it, he can touch it

And his eyes won't be blinded by the light

Only courage, only virtue, only wisdom

Combined in the purest of knights

I see a knight

I see a knight

I see the light