We were sworn to protect a timeless land,
Our steel pledged to greater goals,
Meant to serve what our Lords deemed as good,
Part of a greater whole.
We swore Lords a pledge with breath and tongue -
A pledge I now break with my heart.
Those beliefs impede what I'm called now to do,
My allegiances sunder apart.
My soul was torn from me this day;
Half of me lies interred in his grave.
That shattered life I can never retrieve,
No well-meaning wizard can save.
So find me a horse, as red as the sun;
Find me a blade that will make their blood run.
I will ride out at dawn, while the sun's in the sky,
So the buzzards can see where the bodies will lie.
Bring me my lance, bring my shield.
Strong as my sword is the vengeance I wield.
To seek vengeance is wrong,
Claim my masterful Lords,
But vengeance has tempered my sword,
Vengeance has tempered my sword.
My companion was made to be half of me,
We were sealed in both body and soul.
What is life to one Human alone?
How can one, Unpartnered, be whole?
He was slaughtered at night - not a warrior's death.
All goodness seemed useless and vile.
Good let my fragile world be destroyed.
My oaths by such lies were defiled!
Forgive me, my Lords, for what I do.
Know that this sinner is suffering, too.
But your virtues pure don't allow what I plan,
And, by God, I'll pay killers their due!
Our steel pledged to greater goals,
Meant to serve what our Lords deemed as good,
Part of a greater whole.
We swore Lords a pledge with breath and tongue -
A pledge I now break with my heart.
Those beliefs impede what I'm called now to do,
My allegiances sunder apart.
My soul was torn from me this day;
Half of me lies interred in his grave.
That shattered life I can never retrieve,
No well-meaning wizard can save.
So find me a horse, as red as the sun;
Find me a blade that will make their blood run.
I will ride out at dawn, while the sun's in the sky,
So the buzzards can see where the bodies will lie.
Bring me my lance, bring my shield.
Strong as my sword is the vengeance I wield.
To seek vengeance is wrong,
Claim my masterful Lords,
But vengeance has tempered my sword,
Vengeance has tempered my sword.
My companion was made to be half of me,
We were sealed in both body and soul.
What is life to one Human alone?
How can one, Unpartnered, be whole?
He was slaughtered at night - not a warrior's death.
All goodness seemed useless and vile.
Good let my fragile world be destroyed.
My oaths by such lies were defiled!
Forgive me, my Lords, for what I do.
Know that this sinner is suffering, too.
But your virtues pure don't allow what I plan,
And, by God, I'll pay killers their due!