King's Man

- Kingunderthemountain

For Master Brandybuck
 
A wild flood of smoke and blood
Holds fast my eyes and heart.

On the ground upon this mound
My face and hands won't part.

A king abhorred will slay my lord
And I a coward now?

I say a prayer for Lady fair
And wipe my weary brow.

King's man! King's man!
I beg my legs to go

To life, to death, my final breath?
I rise to meet my foe.