I come with my courage; I come with my sword,
Yet, I’m just a common, I’m not a lord.
But I’ve rid thee of the demons I’ve slain,
I took away your nightmares; I took away your pain.
I ask nothing of gold or fame,
I only ask thee to surrender to this flame.
I’ve crossed all the lands, all the fields,
Yet I was stopped by your shields.
My heart you’ve mended, my heart you healed,
So it was bound to happen, in love I was, indeed,
So should you my beloved,
for love you have to yield.