Transcription: ? ? Graysons lost its champion, to God she has returned To stand before the tester in the state her rank has earned Our lady needs an honor guard, an escort and a crew And if you're the best available, I guess you'll have to do No quarter! No quarter! You damn well earned your faith Give Harrington our compliments, we're sorry you are late. Ancient legends say the rank of fallen warrior held, dependent on the honor guard of foes that one had felled. And so in tardy tribute to the one we couldn't save, we'll lay your fiery deaths like crimson flowers on her grave. No quarter, no quarter! Give H ...
