Lost battle

Knights are serious and hold their heads low
there's a fear which they cannot show
but there's too pride
which they can't hide
they will face destiny in Scarborough.

Knights are ready and stand in a row
one holds sword and another bow
and wolfs just wait
to fulfill the fate
blood will soak into fields by Scarborough.

In the York castle rises sorrow
all women cry and men whisper: No!
all the knights died
found endless night
noone have returned from Scarborough.

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