White Knight

Lo and behold, what does she see

An arsenal of weapons fit to decimate millions 

There's shotguns and nooses and axes galore 

It's a burden to carry but do so she must 

For there is an army floating like phantoms beside her 

Rifles cocked and reflexes at the ready 

Awaiting one lapse in judgement 

One distraction 

Once mistake

That gives them an opportunity to strike

They never have one, though

She is always in control 

Lookouts performed tirelessly, and none make it over the fence

But, you know, all that defending gets tiresome 

Sometimes she wonders why she fights 

So just to see what might happen 

She pretends to drop her guard 

Ah, what a relief it is 

She finally feels free

But footsteps come and her stomach drops, as the enemy approaches 

She asks herself if she's gone too far 

But the answer is surely no 

They can go a little further 

Come a bit closer 

For she desperately needs her rest 

It's funny how desire grows 

To slowly be overtaken 

Their laughter echoes, she hears her breath

And the fence begins to rattle 

Her eyes are shut, she wants to sleep yet she knows that cannot happen

An anger grows, a feeling shows, and to her dismay she must listen

Why must she listen? She hasn't a clue 

But she wishes she could make it stop 

She outstretches her hand 

And almighty she stands 

Fighting them off another day