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Who so pulleth out this
Sword from this stone And anvil, is the true Born king of all Britain Upon a new year's day A host of knights did pray That from the anvil one could draw the sword. As each knight took his turn They found the anvil, held it firm; None worthy of a future king and lord. Sir Kay the bravest knight Appeared to try his might He dreamed of being king, as all the rest To Arthur Sir Kay called to search And bring for him a sword In earnest Arthur set about his quest. A churchyard in the wood The sword and anvil stood And Arthur drew the sword out of the stone The anvil now defeated His quest for the sword completed A sword that was to place him on the throne A sword that was to place him on the throne. Sir Hector and Sir Kay saw the sword And knelt to pray Then gently took it from young Arthur's hand They marveled at his quest Proclaiming to the rest Arthur is the king of all this land Arthur the king of all this land. |
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Love me my Guinevere
In my court, Please be near While our realm is dying And brave knights are crying Stay close by my side. Lancelot felt no fear Loved his king's Guinevere All his love he gave her Fought through quests to save her Love, showing the way. Guinevere Golden tresses shining in the air Spread against the Jasper sea. Sorrow beheld her face False love supplying grace Knowing Arthur's fights And his trusted knights Meant more than his Queen. Guinevere Golden tresses shining in the air Spread against the Jasper sea. Love me my Guinevere In my court, Please be near While our realm is dying And brave knights are crying Stay close by my side. Guinevere Golden tresses shining in the air Spread against the Jasper sea. |
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Fight fight fight fight
Excalibur the sword of right Lancelot you rise a knight Many quests will soon be fought To win your place in Arthur's court. Go to waste land if you dare Lure the Black Knight from his lair Fight and kill the evil man Rid his evil from our land. Kneeling in prayer, Lancelot gave the knight Knowing to save the waste land he must fight Eager to kill all those who came his way He must stay He must fight The Black Knight, The Black Knight. Fight fight fight fight. Fight fight fight fight The dawn approaches, clearing sky Very soon a knight must die Black Knight towering on his horse Struck Lancelot with fearsome force. Lancelot held fast his ground Then struck the Black Knight to the ground Leapt from his horse and then he smote A single thrust and pierced his throat. Answer my prayers, help me to save this land Guide me by truth laid down by Arthur's hand Evil is gone, only good we shall see Victory In this land By God's hand By God's hand. |
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| 8:55 |
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| 5:52 |
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Taken from the castle feast
To an abbey in the East Three knights stood in pride as one Lancelot beheld his son. Arthur's court he bade him come Galahad his bastard son Battles soon for him to fight Blessed his youthful son a knight. Arthur and the knights marvelous stone Floating upon the river alone Pointing from the rock The sword shining bright Glittering jewels, shimmering light. Pull me, pull me, pull me, pull me. Gawain first he tried to draw from the stone To wear by his side Each knight took his turn Brave to the last Faced with the sword remaining fast. Arthur called a knight young Galahad Saw in his sheath no sword he had Took him where the sword Held by the stone Offered him there to make it his own. Pull me, pull me, pull me, pull me. He fell on his knees To pull out the hilt And drew it with ease The dolorous stroke it was struck with pride The sword it was hung by Sir Gawain's side. |
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I'm the lightning, shooting through the sky
Duke of battles, don't start another fight Or on the morrow by his hand you will die Duke of battles, let the regent have his say He's the serpent striking at your kingdom's heel Seal a truce and grant him lands to reign Or your blood will be joined on the Camlann field ... An adder bites A sword is drawn The armies move The battle's on .. We'll fight a last battle I've taken your Crown, and I'll take your Queen I've got a score to settle By bringing you down, destroying your dream We'll fight a last battle Like father like son And I think you know what I mean Pendragon Finally face to face White and black, black and white Once again I'll show you what I mean Pendragon This is the day of days Right or wrong, wrong or right I've always known my time would come Who'll rule the land when you are gone Your scorned and branded traitor son You did not want to know We'll fight a last battle I've taken your Crown, and I'll take your Queen I've got a score to settle By bringing you down, destroying your dream We'll fight a last battle Right here and now Once and for all ... |
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