(practice in Rhyme)
Of steel and sun, the knights collide,
A clash of strength, a warrior's pride.
Bright shields gleam, swords sing their song,
Right against wrong, where hopes belong.
Dust rises up, a swirling cloud,
Two brave hearts, both fierce and proud.
One falls to knee, his spirit strong,
He'll rise again, where he belongs.
A moment's pause, a whispered plea,
For honor, truth, for all to see.
The victor stands, with heavy breath,
Respect in life, respect in death.