Zero (Beneath the Mountain)

Three angels guide the way Beyond the hills to a roaring fate Proud stallion gleaming white And a blood red cloak of crimson fire Crimson fire There goes the Fool He is bound unto his fate He's travelled to far for oh so long Betwixt thy heart and thy steel His journey churns like a burning wheel Beware the night! Can you see that stalking knave? That wretched Vagabond? He holds his lantern tall To trip the old fool and watch him fall He chimes many to his beck and call Abandon hope and follow nose Abandon hope and follow nose There goes the Fool He is bound unto his fate He's travelled to far for oh so long Betwixt thy heart and thy steel His journey churns like a burning wheel Over emerald hills and mountains tall Through deepest dungeons and accursed knolls The fool searches for the sacred keep But could never tell you what it is he seeks Bedivere, Lancelot, Percival All failed For where is the king now? Is he lost to time? Or does he simply sleep? We ride out just the same Bring me home Bring me there Take me to the Fisher King And a maiden fair Bring me home Bring me there Take me to the Fisher King And a maiden fair Bring me home Bring me there Take me to the Fisher King And a maiden fair But still the angels guide the way Beyond the hills to a roaring fate Proud stallion gleaming white And a blood red cloak of crimson fire Emerald hills and mountains tall Deepest dungeon and accursed knolls Bound to fate and born to reign The King awaits his tomb of flame Tomb of flame There goes the Fool He is bound unto his fate He's travelled to far for oh so long Betwixt thy heart and thy steel His journey churns like a burning wheel