"My heart is as frail as a dove, and my spirit weak as a rose, see my sorrow feel my pain.." The Afters

The Fallen Paladin
Tread the lonely path on a winter’s night
Sense the solitude in thy kingdom’s light
Praise the treacherous mind of thee
May the Gods in heaven, hear this plea

The gorgeous setting of a burning sun
War rages on, till thy kingdom come
A rich blend of tears and sorrows
Amidst the ruthless shower of callous arrows

Freedom has its own harsh days
Love has many a pleasant phase
Taste the snow for it’s bittersweet
Kiss the earth, as your knees get weak

The fallen paladin standing tall
Amongst the lush trees, hills
And the cold, stonewall

Swords fall, as hands of time begins to stall
An empty throne beckons
As thy heart welcomes all

The fallen paladin standing tall
May thy heart welcome all