Highlander: What heathen place is this that I've arrived in Is now the time I pay for all my sins I can't believe that this is God's creation This realm was fashioned by the Deil's ane hand Indian: No it has been foretold, in our legends of old Wake the spirit within, let the journey begin Highlander: This quest you speak of is for redemption How can we travel when our souls are lost You think we find ourselves at gates of new salvation When I can only sense the end is here Indian: No it has been foretold, in our legends of old Wake the spirit within, let the journey begin Knight: We're at the gates of Avalon, the island of spirits We're at the gates of Avalon, in search of the grail