歌詞

In the twilight of the broken glade

Sir Galant faced his fate, unafraid

With armor dim, but his spirit alight

Against a god, he'd wage his fight

Thunder rolled as the heavens cracked

A blade of light met steel intact

The cello wept through the autumn air

A clash of wills, both bold and bare

Oh Gallant knight, your tale is sung

Where courage blooms, though life's undone

A fleeting bloom in time's cold stream

A fleeting hope, a noble dream

With each bold strike, the trumpet’s cry

Echoed up to an endless sky

The god did sneer, with pity and might

Yet found respect for the human fight

Bloodied hands, but purpose clear

Your whispered prayers only gods could hear

It wasn't survival that fueled your grace

But defending love, in its fleeting embrace

In the silence, no victor stood

You gave your all, you gave your good

The piano mourned, the stars turned still

And legends whispered of Sir Galant’s will