March of Camelot

Passing down the road the soldiers

They all march right on by

Uther has Demanded

"All those with Magic in this Realm Must DIE!"

Hold on tight for seems that soon

We all shall be free

Merry Winn has thus forseen:

"Soon Uther shall be slain by the soon to be once and future King.

Arthur, the son Uther abandoned long ago has now grown of age

And fate now shakes Camalot's cage"

And seems a Jeronis has arrived from the far-flung future

And shall sleep at the bottom of the Lake 'til the Day

That he, Nimue by name, throws holy Caliburn away.

Refrain:

March of Camalot's Time and Place

Army Sets Out for Unjust War

Soon their Sovreign shall be no more

For the true King shall slay the Tyrant

Right there where he Sleeps

March of Camalot Goes on

As We Fae weep.

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