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There was (an) ancient age, of the warrior, of the sage |
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In a remote time, when bards sang their epic rhymes |
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There is a gloomy land, where no lord or king stands |
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Where misery reigns, peace and justice are in vain |
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A king must arrive, the most valiant knights strive (To) draw |
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Excalibur from its dream in (the) stone's core |
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It's Merlin's command be removed by a young hand |
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Before the knight's ring, a boy becomes |
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Arthus the king |
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Arthur knew greed in kingdom, pain and sorrow he will feel |
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After the war his former foes kneel |
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Honour, fairness and wisdom on the |
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Round Table are the rule |
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In Camelot, are free lords and fools |
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The search for the |
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Grail, just the purest of the males |
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To see it has the right among all |
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Arthur's knights |
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Endless was the quest because no one passed the test |
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And the treason came, |
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Loyal Lancelot was his name |
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Arthur knew (the) lie in |
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Camelot, pain and sorrow in his soul |
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Culprits must pay for playing so foul |
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But the king's heart is crying |
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His kingdom and dream are blown away |
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But his sword will live, forever will stay |
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The king's sword... from the stone |
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The king's sword... he is alone |
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With it he'll be lord... it rules again |
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The king's sword... it's all in vain |
