Of The Chivalry

I am one with my mind
When i create my nights
Through dead ground i ride
Readying my blade which is meant to end their lives

I can hear their wrath
Through the fog that cuts my sight
Their eyes are red and bright
Glooming over this haunted night

I am the knight and i hunt down and strike
But now i am going to hide, i cry, i run
Away from this blight

I am the knight and i hunt down and strike
But now i am going to hide, i cry, i run
Away from this blight

I can feel their breath
Staring eyes and motionless faces
Makes me fall onto my knees
And beg for my redemption

I am one and only knight
When i survive from my nights
Through dead memories i ride
Loosing burning passion of my blade