• A stable boy with heart of a warrior-poet
    with heart of the lion seal
    with might beyond the lost of sight
    not born a knight
    but bestowed knight
    in hardship and determination

    In darkness, he spawns of dreams
    to cast a fear upon corrupted
    in nightmares
    on his wild nether horse
    raging through the night
    stomping, humming
    breathing heavily.. steadily

    Away, astray, and array
    has bled and shed
    like a Alexander the Great
    of Macedonia
    and like a lion
    against a thousand hyenas

    the drums are pounding
    the bagpipes echoing in fields of valor


    "I am! William Wallace! And I see a whole army of my countrymen, here in defiance of tyranny. You've come to fight as free men... and free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?"

    "Dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade all the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take... our Freedom!!"

    ALBA GU BRÀTH!
    ALBA GU BRÀTH! ALBA GU BRÀTH!!

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    The giant sword flying in the wind
    A soul reaching the depth of mankind
    Intensity of his eyes in skies of heaven
    Fighting in a brush of hope
    for an everlasting brush of Freedom

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZ_43XKCHd0