Ballad of the Lost

Wandering alone in the world 

They are the strong race

You really shouldn't worry about them

They will keep a straight face

 

They walk in darkness and stay strong

They don't need to have lights

Evil could ne'er hope to keep them bound

They don't back down in fights

 

They never take the same path twice

Standing against the tide

When war always rages around them

They don't ever have a side

 

The innocent are thier only charge 

They seek to save the weak 

Those overlooked they will protect

Those of a heart so meek

 

So a warning I do offer 

One that should be heeded 

If you dare threaten their charge

Your coffin will be needed

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