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Excalibur is
are always here

The woods of Britain hear the call
Arthur Pendragon needs the Holy

The magic
for the wizard Merlin
Said Camelot
Will fall down by own blood

Sir Mordred, the knight
Rides in the with pain
Sir Mordred, the evil
His misery is sad the rain

In the of Avalon
The lady of the is dancing
Old are hiding
There are rituals of
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

On the round
Your brave are tired

But the is over
and the remains strong

So the Armies
hate and swords attack
In the edge of
Father and son die for the

King Arthur, The cry
Four fairy have taken your soul
Arthur, The Britain cry
The holy vanishes of this world

In the mists of
The of the lake is dancing
Old are hiding
are rituals of godness
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

The king rises
the Island of the Dragon
The king, again
To us in the dark ages of our Kingdom