Paladin & Deadwood

Paladin of Light - holy apologist 
Of One Truth - oh-so dedicated to 
Facing facades of them false gods 
So initiates & facilitates proper 
Debates to force all foes of fate 
Far away from Heaven's Gate 'fore  
Outside Time begins to congregate 
As Space awaits, Eternity's crate 
Like a listener for Father's gait 
In preparation for the final date 
My Time in Space can finally mate 
To create Good News, which elates 

Divine dedication is the only Way 
Night & day white knights can pay 
In light simulation & information 
Before stimulation in battle with 
Gold cattle melting outside court 
Of the crimson castle - as demons 
Cackle at fools who try to tackle 
Deceit without providing receipts 
From Faith, for proof Time is not 
Fabrication, nor ignorant wraiths 
From crete that then accrete when 
Holy standard, meat fails to meet 

But fools, so full of false fumes 
Only see a halo of Light whenever 
They see Paladin fight with might 
And think they might look alright 
With their own crown, but a Truth 
Unown flying far from home shines 
Not a single beam of divine light 
Nor a breath of the right, rather 
The self-righteous Squire becomes 
Deadwood, like kindling in Baal's 
Black shadow-fire that's blinding 
Spire Sires with perverse desires