Every night when the world's asleep
Every night when spurned lovers weep
My hero stands revealed to the world
My hero shines bright as gold
Darkness makes him pure as a sage
Fills him up with strength and rage
Strength to move mountains with hands
Rage to create dark magic sans wands
My hero alone fights the good fight
Stands alone against evil's might
Battered and bruised in battle he fell
Death of a knight,a true rebel
He breathed his last in the middle of nowhere
Unknown to the ones who love and care
He has long escaped heroism's allure.
Therein.my friends.lies his true valour.