[Verse 1] In the armory bright, the young knight stands, His steel gleaming sharp in his steady hands. He trains for the fight, his heart full of fire, Believing the rules lift his fate ever higher. [Pre-Chorus] Fate, fade, fade—old illusions fade, Cut, cut, cut—honor’s double blade. [Chorus] Chivalry’s banner waves high in the breeze, A token for peace, but it crumbles with ease. When battles are fought where the stakes burn deep, The rules are a dream, and the dreamer won’t sleep. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] Under torchlight, the old knight sits, A worn blade in hand, the weight of his wits. Each scar on the steel tells a story of strife, Where honor was traded for the cost of a life. [Pre-Chorus] Fate, fade, fade—old illusions fade, Cut, cut, cut—honor’s double blade. [Chorus] Chivalry’s banner waves high in the breeze, A token for peace, but it crumbles with ease. When battles are fought where the stakes burn deep, The rules are a dream, and the dreamer won’t sleep. [Instrumental Bridge] [Bridge] At the opening charge, the young knight falls, His saddle strap snaps, the crowd's shock stalls. A hush spreads wide—no clash of blades drawn, Somewhere in shadow, silver softly moves on. [Chorus] No banner, no code, where the stakes burn deep, No rules, no dream, just shadows that creep. A lesson in blood, a truth to behold, That chivalry fades when the battle turns cold. [Soft Instrumental] [Outro] As dawn breaks cold, the old knight departs, No duel, but victor, his lessons left mark. The young knight stands with a scar to recall, That honor’s a mask, and masks sometimes fall. [Fade Out] Fate, fade, fade—all illusions fade, Cut, cut, cut—honor’s double blade.
