A White Knight no more.
Tainted and stained.
Armor once shining
Torn and tattered
A shield steadfast and strong
Shattered splinters
Blood upon the crest
A blade true and discerning
Blunt and broken
Stained with innocence.
Banner clear and noble
A tattered rag and split shaft
Planted in an enemy long dead
They say the light will save you
But it does not erase the sin
To save one
At the cost of many
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