Battlefield Requiem lyrics
Excalibur is living
Camelot are always here
The woods of
Britain hear the druid call
Arthur Pendragon needs the Holy Graal
The magic parchment
Reveal for the wizard Merlin
Said
that Camelot
Will fall down by your own blood
Sir Mordred,
the evil knight
Rides in the shadows with pain
Sir Mordred, the
evil knight
His misery is sad like the rain
In the mists of
Avalon
The lady of the lake is dancing
Old knowledge are hiding
There are rituals of godness
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
On the round
table
Your brave knight are tired
But the search is over
and the kingdom remains strong
So the Mordred Armies
With
hate and swords attack
In the edge of lake
Father and son die for
the crown
King Arthur, The Britain cry
Four fairy queens
have taken your soul
King Arthur, The Britain cry
The holy sings
vanishes of this world
In the mists of Avalon
The lady of
the lake is dancing
Old knowledge are hiding
There are rituals of
godness
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
The king rises again
From the
Island of the Dragon
The king, rises again
To help us in the dark
ages of our Kingdom
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