The Last Knight Standing

I stand from above looking into this mist of dawn.
I see all lay before this knight.
For why they all have perished before the dim of light,
whom wanted their heads?

The kings of doom brought forth all thy kings heads
to sacrafice the virgin of knights.
They dare not speak,nor show weak,they are of Kings
not of Queens.

They sacrafice all virgins by laying with them, and make
them bleed, throw them over in the lava pit,
watch them go to dust.

The queens deny of all faults,for they shall not destroy
thy kings.
We shall bow to our king of knights, so we shall not lose
our heads in the darkest of nights.
We pray that doom don't seek upon us within the night
of the moon.