It was a dream I'd had since childhood;
To become a knight and defend the innocent
Uphold virtue and destroy injustice.
Until I was seduced by a raven-haired sorceress
Clad in robes the color of fresh crimson of blood.
She took control of my soul, perverting my dream
Controlled my mind and forced me to serve her
Under the guise of possessing my former Matron.
I was a helpless puppet, passing myself off
As the sorceress's knight -- no, the sorceress's toy
Even using Rinoa as a pawn in this greater game
Once she achieved time compression, I was discarded
Like an old, broken toy in favor of a shiny new one.
Squall was more correct than he dreamed that time
He said I was merely the sorceress's lap dog.
I'm not bitter anymore; in fact, far from it.
Ultimecia is gone and I'm free once more.
I still won't give up that dream of mine.
I'll become a knight once again, I know it.
Defending innocents, upholding virtue, destroying injustice
There will always be another day...
And I'll be forever a knight.