The arrow, a messenger
Flying in the name of a cause
Striking where it may strike
Defending where it may defend
Classes of arrows, defined
By their origin and carrier
What an honor!
To be stricken by this messenger
We are but knights,to a greater cause.
Any arrow may penetrate our armor
In the flick of time
We bide by this shade
As a worshipper remains
Under the umbrella of his lord
The brothers of that arrow
May one day work to protect us
As we stay under this obscurity
Indeed, protect us
Or perhaps strike at our hearts
Shattering what we hold dear