Maiden Dark
His love was strong
for a maiden dark
But the battle field of hate
stole his heart
So off to war he rode,
never to return
Leaving his loved one
for ever to yearn
On the eleventh hour
of the eleventh day
A message came
and in it did say
His love for the battle
in his heart
Was greater than the love
for his maiden dark
So in the end he left
with his greatest love
And ascended to
the almighty heaven above.