What say you silent sentry as the earth you softly watch

Can you tell of years and days departed? Or dare you?

They left you here dread sentinel your spirit barely missed

The castle walls you tread upon merely ancient stones

Humans left this place when destruction oft visited

And taking life from vital bodies and breath from dying babies lips

Tore walls and roof asunder with ease such ease

That all who lived to tell the tale stood speechless

Gone the time of wretched kings and reaking plots

Stand you now in the newer time

Your cape of wool you closely pull about your shivering frame

Your spear years redundant rusted by the spit from twisted truths

Your sword once shone with fury and the tempest it encompassed

Now grease worn and stone sharpened nothing but a skins prick

Against the subterfuge of the new Machiavelli. How could it lay so tame?

You stand there silent sentry as the years have passed you by

Stand fast old heart you are needed and all you bring to the battle

Your heart, your sense of honour and your need for justice

Will once again in these days of madness prevail.