EMALY music by Cederick Forsberg, Pancho Ireland lyrics by Zoltán Papi 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