As Sir Gee rides through the rain slicked alley
He considers the truth of man
There are knights on big white horses
And then there are Killer fans

This knight has won many battles
His armour is dented and worn
The sword he wields is dulled
His gentle heart is torn

The twisted twin of Sir Gee
Stone-cold killer, an empty soul
He slays the evil he finds
To fill his empty bowl

Slaying terrible dragons
Killer; is in his mind
A black knight of steel and darkness
A knight of a different kind

Sir Gee is a spear of light
Rides his charger right into the fray
His waving banner,rallies people's hearts
And sometimes saves the day

But not this time, he's lost this one
Though he gave it all his might
Killer was too strong for him
He lost this one tonight

Sir Gee gives pause to think a while
"The many battles we had"
"We've rid the world of a lot of shit"
"I guess that's not so bad"