For the King

I wield a sword, forged before my time
With it, I protect what is mine.
It has been handed down from age to age;
Many a war for its power was waged.
Wise is the one who foraged this blade;
No greater weapon was ever made.

The armies of evil may rise and fight;
I shall answer with all my might.

This sword was carried by my fathers before me
That we may keep our kingdom free.
Hear it clashing with a steely ring
As I go into battle with The Sword of Kings.