Oh, remembering the words

The vision of the sage

He summoned all the heathen breed

A black hearts dream of a new age

Taint and vicious life he cried

Strongest of his kind

Shattered by a fateful might

A carnal spell devoured his fiery mind

Distrust and treason

The strong will survive

Is no virtue of reason

While the whole land is moaning

Oh, who`s worth to be king

Revange! Hunt the king of Cornwall down

The troops will march

For they adore the cauldron

All is fading to ashes, turning to war

Oh, all you woeful warriors

For yon weakness`ll never be strength

Cold and fearless you adore

The lies of a madman right till the end

And in a night of roaming shadows

With a spell on his face

He seduced the unaware widow

Oh what murderous embrace

So fate took its course

With less rhyme than reason

War and hate

Will bear brighter days

The night passed

Its crown to the king of dawn

This dream will last

Till the day

This new kingdom will come