The Knight

Hate held sway, from castled brae
Inhuman pride, to hell I ride
Unherald stay, in regards to faye
With bloodied lips, no love to kiss

To deaths confess, I know no rest
Night and day, lest no delay
With rages eye, my goal unwise
Vengence find, for mercies blind

Yet found thy face, remorseless trace
Challenged fight, by God my right
With stunning brash, berserking smash
I slew thy hate, at Avenger's Gate