Midnight-black my stallion
My armor blacker still
Bloodsharde my sword
Unsheathed for the kill
What ho, yon hero!
Cross my bridge, I dare thee
Will your valor and honor
Save you from me?
Come now, white knight!
Now is your chance!
You bring a shield
But I bring a lance!
You come to save this maiden?
You seek my end?
She is your lover
But death is MY friend!
This is is your hero?
This unworthy foe?
I am his doom!
I mock your woe!
I could have been your hero
WIth your heart all but won
But, Maiden, being the
Black Knight is just too fun
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