Laid to rest at ruins feet, battered from the fight

A castle once known, now in defeat, oh how it lost its might

The many who have fought there, now dead among the grounds

Gather once again, where they, can shout their victory sounds

A cry among them, hollow, throughout the empty stone

No kingdom left to follow, they are left without a throne

Yet, still they wander, quite knightly, along these sacred lands

Where kings now lie, quit rightly, by their own very hands

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