La Morte d’Arthur

[Verse] On Albion's shores The mist did rise From Avalon’s depths where spirits lie The round table’s shattered A spectral gleam King Arthur’s fall An eternal dream [Verse 2] In battle's haze His sword did sing Excalibur gleamed A fate-bound ring Mordred’s treachery A final blow Blood on the fields where wild winds blow [Chorus] Oh Arthur's ghost In the dark He roams In the whispers of the trees He calls home Camelot's crown has sunk beneath Forever lost in the ancient heath [Verse 3] Grail seekers travel with hopes so high But dreams dissolve like clouds in the sky Lancelot weeps by Guinevere's grave Their love now a shadow beneath the waves [Bridge] Medieval dirges with a guitar’s cry A sorrowful wail to the empty sky Knights in slumber Legends entwined In the echoes of a past they find [Verse 4] On winter's eve The bards still sing Of battles grand and a noble king But the fires dim and stories fade Time’s relentless march No hand can stay [spoken] Yet some say that King Arthur is not dead and they say that he shall come again [solo] [finale] Oh Arthur's ghost In the dark He roams In the whispers of the trees He calls home Camelot's crown has sunk beneath But not forever lost in the heath [end] [end]