The Ballad of Excalibur

(Verse 1) In the mists of ancient lore, a tale is often told, Of a blade of legend's core, in times of knights so bold. From the lake it rose to light, a beacon for the just, In the hands of Arthur’s might, a symbol of our trust. (Chorus) Excalibur, the sword of kings, in shadows now it lies, With every swing, a thousand dreams, beneath the weeping skies. Oh, Excalibur, your light has dimmed, your legend still survives, In hearts that seek the tales you've spun, through countless, endless lives. (Verse 2) Upon the fields of Camlann, where destiny was sealed, Brothers turned with heavy hands, and wounds refused to heal. Arthur fell, the night was cold, and darkness took the land, Excalibur, with grief untold, was lost beneath the sand. (Chorus) Excalibur, the sword of kings, in shadows now it lies, With every swing, a thousand dreams, beneath the weeping skies. Oh, Excalibur, your light has dimmed, your legend still survives, In hearts that seek the tales you've spun, through countless, endless lives. (Bridge) Merlin's voice, a whispering ghost, still echoes in the glen, Of futures lost and battles fought, and hearts that won’t amend. Lady of the Lake, she weeps for all that's come to pass, Her tears like silver rivers sweep, a mirror to the glass. (Verse 3) Now the blade is but a dream, in stories passed through time, A shadow in the moonlit gleam, a tale in poet's rhyme. Yet in the hearts of those who hear, a spark of hope remains, That Excalibur shall reappear, to break our darkest chains. (Chorus) Excalibur, the sword of kings, in shadows now it lies, With every swing, a thousand dreams, beneath the weeping skies. Oh, Excalibur, your light has dimmed, your legend still survives, In hearts that seek the tales you've spun, through countless, endless lives. (Bridge) The dragon's breath now silent, the magic's fading glow, In tales of olden valiant, where only echoes go. Yet still, in dreams and reverie, the blade returns anew, To heal the wounds of history, and bring the light to view. (Chorus) Excalibur, the sword of kings, in shadows now it lies, With every swing, a thousand dreams, beneath the weeping skies. Oh, Excalibur, your light has dimmed, your legend still survives, In hearts that seek the tales you've spun, through countless, endless lives. (Outro) So we sing of days of yore, and swords that shone so bright, Of Arthur's reign, forevermore, a beacon in the night. Excalibur, though lost in time, your spirit guides us true, In every heart and every line, we find a piece of you. (Outro - Extended) With every dawn that breaks anew, we hold the hope you gave, In every tale, we feel the hue, of heroes brave and brave. So rest in peace, oh noble sword, beneath the silent waves, For in our hearts, you’ve never scored, a loss that time enslaves. Excalibur, your legend's fire, will never truly wane, For in our souls, you still inspire, a light amidst the rain. time, your spirit guides us true, In every heart and every line, we find a piece of you. (Outro - Extended) With every dawn that breaks anew, we hold the hope you gave, In every tale, we feel the hue, of heroes brave and brave. So rest in peace, oh noble sword, beneath the silent waves, For in our hearts, you’ve never scored, a loss that time enslaves. Excalibur, your legend's fire, will never truly wane, For in our souls, you still inspire, a light amidst the rain.