They called me traitor to The Crown
My blade, a steel of great renown
They threw me out and cast me ‘side
They thought that I would run and hide
My reputation, torn and tattered
My body bruised, my armor battered
My resolve, what they dismiss
A vow I take, I promise this
Before I fall, before I die
For my mercy you shall cry
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The Beginning At Last 
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