Don’t you see
My heart is dying
All my feelings
Cold as ice
Deep within
The sword is rising
From the waters
Dark as night
Highest mountains
Fields of snow
The God of thunder chose the new born king
From the moonlight till the dawn
Against the never-ending storm
Hear them calling Arthur’s name
Tribes of England reunite
March together side by side
For the queen of Avalon
Make believe
Tales and old stories
Legendary majesties
On the throne
Is carved your crest and
We will praise your glorious name
Betrayers, poor faithless
Kneel to the crown
Forever believing
No reckless’ pride
