The castle forge it glows red hot
Its wrought steel facing high
Undeserved we face our lot
set to defend young princes shy
Our Queen she bravely faces front
Her dignity did bear the brunt
Peasants form 'neath banner alike
to knights and soldiers thrusting pike
Wind stirs from deafening silence
prerequisite to impending violence
Shields crash and arrows loose
stomachs tighten in a noose
We pray they hold back or desist
parley would not go amiss
Hearts are sinking, fear is strong;
the enemy gathers tenfold athrong
Defiant to deserving ends,
our queen had little need for friends
Fates are spun in fragile cord
our lives are fickle to the sword
