None Shall Pass - Into the Moat

Like lions they carry me

They tear and cut my down, have I wronged?

Betrayed?

Or done violence without cause?

If my path is narrow, they sharpen my blade and strength my shield

With all it can endure

So that I may take up my deadly weapon and devour my enemies

He that brings me challenge shall fail

Practice deception and think of evil, but my sword cuts deep

Leave this place where moths and rust destroy and remove yourself from my way