In days of old, when honor reigned
And chivalry was the noble trade
A warrior rose, with heart unchained
To face the trials fate had made
With sword in hand and shield held high
He strode into the fray with pride
A champion born, to live or die
With every battle, he grew inside
The path of the warrior, long and steep
Was filled with danger, and perilous keep
But through it all, he remained resolute
His heart ablaze, his spirit astute
From distant lands he journeyed far
To fight for honor, for his king and czar
He faced the mighty, the fierce and bold
His strength and courage, a story to be told
In times of peace, he sharpened his blade
And honed his skills, for the next crusade
For he knew that war was never far
And his duty was to serve, his guiding star
Through blood and sweat, he fought with might
His armor worn, his soul alight
And in the end, his foes were felled
Their honor lost, their pride dispelled
The path of the warrior, fraught with strife
Is not for the faint, nor the weak of life
For only those with hearts of gold
May walk this path, brave and bold
And when his days were finally done
And his battles fought, his victories won
He looked back on his life with pride
And knew he had walked the path of the warrior, side by side.
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