The gallant Knight's heart is crushed to the ground,
the Lady he craves, is taken, shackled with hoops of steel.
Turning his charger's proud head, toward the battle raging,
is washed away into a shimmering mirage, that is his destiny.
His tarnished and torn armour glints far off in the hazy distance,
the final reality of his being.
Fleeting the hours they shared, perpetual their impression.