Abney Park - The Death Of The Hero Lyrics
There was a white knight riding on his steed,Ready for a noble deed.On the roadside, a lady in distressWith blackened eyes and (blood?) down her dress.A wicked villain with wicked plansDoing wicked things with those wicked hands.He looked down, stopped the villain cold"Mind your own" was what he was told.And there were peasants, being murdered and rapedBy an evil man in a big black cape.An evil army with evil plansDoing evil deeds in faraway lands.Then he stood up for the whole kingdomSaid, I'll need some help to get this doneGetting bare back, look of disconcernThat would cost most of what we earn.Death of (light?),This is the death of a man.This is the death of humanity,The birth of tragedy.Things are wrong,He's long gone.This is the death of humanity,The birth of tragedy.There was a white knight riding on his steed,Ready for a noble deed.On the roadside, a lady in distressWith blackened eyes and (blood?) down her dress.A wicked villain with wicked plansDoing wicked things with those wicked hands.He looked down, stopped the villain cold"Mind your own" was what he was told.This is the death of light,This is the death of a man.This is the death of humanity,The birth of tragedy.Things are wrong,He's long gone.This is the death of humanity,The birth of tragedy.
