Standing tall, bright, and bold
But almost naive of the world around you
Only wanting a father's love
Though you were thought of second to your brother
A strong will, but with a torn heart
You ride hard into uncertain battle
Do you ride to succeed
Or do you ride for death?
Think not ill of yourself
When you have so much to give
Though your father is a fool
Do not be as your father is
Your men and kingdom
Will follow you until the end
Lead them straight
And do not dwell on what
Might have been
Live


