Let me tell you a tale of Dark Ages,
As we sail to isle of the dead
Where bards will sing of heroes and kings,
That's where the legend begins
"Like souls that balance joy and pain
With tears and smiles from heaven again"
(ALFRED LORD TENNYSON (1809-1892))
Legends and great feats in England's green hills,
Honour and treachery the story reveals
King of Avalon,
The wind calls your name, your legend remains
King of Avalon, hear the story to be told
Ride through the forest, the wind at your back
Unite the kingdoms, prepare for attack
Saxon invaders come from the sea to plunder and kill
Ride over mountains ride over hills
Into the battle, your destiny fulfils
A magic sword will serve and protect you – Excalibur
As the knights gather 'bout the round table,
Lancelot had to seal his fate,
The betrayal of the king was his chosen destiny
Arthur's rage, the die is cast
Beware the beast death comes fast,
The union will break – the king will find his grave
