(to Jethro Tull's Living in the Past)
Guarding and I'm snarling
There's no smile to greet you my king
You know I'd love to fight you
And this sword you don't want striking
Yes, the bridge is out
So turn about or find disaster
You sir, I shan't give in
Can't you listen? None shall pass.
Arms are overrated
Rarely aided with my fighting
I'll find resolution, you'll find my teeth
Are quite frightening.
Feet get in my way
So here I'll stay, I'll bleed much faster
Oh, don't think you'll win
While I'm living, none shall pass.
Copyright 2010 Warren Baker
Picture from Raving Toy Maniac (http://www.toymania.com/columns/spotlight/ssmpblackknight.shtml)