A/N: Father Anderson definitely RE-DEFINED the word "Paladin" for me. I loved his choice of weaponry. (And he seemed to have an endles supply of them.)

I draw my twin blades,
Not fearing what may lie ahead of me.
Protected by God, guarded by Fate,
I leap into this wretched, dark sea.

May He take you quickly,
I hope He judges thee well.
I send you to Him quickly,
And hope He banishes thee to Hell.

You winced as my blades cut into thee,
You scream as your blood begins to flow.
Yet I fight on, undaunted by your cries,
For all the undead, I am their ultimate foe.