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Once or half upon a time
there was a knight both strong and brave.
He waits through the centuries
for you to notice him, the armour
which shown like a field of ice,
has grown rusted and bloodstained/
but in his corner, under the stained glass
he stands and hopes and waits.
Once or half upon a time
there was a knight both strong and brave.
He waits through the centuries
for you to notice him, the armour
which shown like a field of ice,
has grown rusted and bloodstained/
but in his corner, under the stained glass
he stands and hopes and waits.
