And so the ghouls agreed to return to the light
And talk with their oldest foes
While those seeking the Grail descended into ever deeper darkness
Until they found themselves in a passageway, sealed up for centuries
Leading to a door simply labelled "Captain"
Unfortunately, as Bors and Percival had already discovered
The automatic gun turrets guarding
The place were still very much active
Anyone approaching was swiftly shot to pieces
Arthur was all but ready to abandon his mad quest
Until he saw the gleam in Galahad's eyes
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm gonna do what I was chosen to do,"
And so Galahad stood and walked into the corridor
The guns trained on the preacher and opened fire
Say what you want about faith
But it can have powerful effects on those who have it
It can keep you from faltering as the bullets start to slam into you
It can keep you walking as your legs are shot to bloody stumps
It can keep you laughing as your
Lungs are filled with shrapnel and lead
It can keep you smiling as half your face is blown away
It can keep a man like Galahad
Standing tall until the guns clicked dry
The door was not locked,
And slid open without a sound as what
Was left of Galahad fell to the floor
From inside there came a pale blue glow
In the centre of the room there stood a
Lifepod with a motionless figure inside
His uniform identified him as Captain Joseph Robert Mathea
And in his hand he held the GRAIL
It is a shame none of the Pendragons thought
To check the logs also contained in that room
They had much on how Fort Galfridean fell
And perhaps have warned of the
Terrible responsibility of holding the GRAIL