Never knew her father
She was a wandering child
Long lost her mother
Yet no pain could break her heart
But one day the light shone on her
Showing the path of the holy knights
The diamond is burnished at last
To become the guardian
Hand of the holy light
She wields salvation
With a sword shining bright
Emaly, torch in the night
Granted a mighty sword
That time almost fade
A blessing of the old
Is a weapon at her aid
When years later
A grave danger came
A dying nation
Cried out loud her name