A thousand kings forget their word to serve the greater good,

A thousand kings betray their men to stand where none have stood.

A thousand dogs relinquished for promises and lies

What worth is there in all their blood if one true noble dies?

But few are they who fight with pride behind a king they trust,

A king who leads his men to glory or joins them in the dust.

Among a thousand there is one who makes a strong heart quiver

A strong voice tremble and a strong hand shiver.

A man who fought beside me like a brother

A friend to every friend, a son to every mother.

Among a thousand, I have served the one who never wanted to be served

And never valued noble blood, but made nobility deserved.