Once upon a time Their were four Knights and a King Who gathered in the dark and gloomy deep They watched their King, these four Knights tall In a pillared hall, 'neath fortress keep The world has never seen their equal So noble were these armored giants Yet they were not alone Something else was there Lurking quietly in the darkened room Call it Pride or call it Greed It cloaked itself in shadowed gloom And searched each heart to find a weakness Like a sharpened dagger poised as Deep in the dungeons the forge-fires are burning They stand watching their King Peering from shadows, his eyes full of Greed One stands watching his King Now he watched the King, his lord With envy and awe More than the rest, he craved what he saw He fought himself, and vowed to be true As o'er his heart the shadow grew Clawing deeper with sharpened talons Deep it burrowed, melding with his heart Deep in the dungeons the forge-fires are burning They stand watching their King Peering from shadows, his eyes full of Greed One stands watching his King And who would wear that precious j**eled thing Soon to emerge from the fire, bright and shining Full of magic Alive with power The King Speaks "Look my brave ones, Look and behold. This crown of silver, and of gems And precious gold; Power, perfected To grace the brow of a maiden. And this secret I have kept from you But now you know!" The Knight of the North Speaks "All of our labor, All of our warring and conquest; To forge her a kingdom to rule. All this for her?" What had he crafted from sweat and from lead To the beat of hammer and tong No simple crown did he raise from the fire Shimmering of silver and gold He can envision a princess to serve as his heir A daughter to love him She'll take his hand and will walk at his side Singing the darkness and gloom Away The Knight of the North Speaks "All this for a maiden, not yet born All of creation to share with her King, her father. How dare he give it all away; All my labor, All his glory, Given, not to me!"