Battlefield Requiem - Dragonheart

Excalibur is living

Camelot’s always here

Excalibur is living

Camelot’s always here

The woods of Britain hear the druid call

Arthur Pendragon needs the Holy Grail

The magic parchment

Reveal for the wizard Merlin

Said that Camelot

Will fall down by your own blood

Sir Mordred, the evil knight

Rides in the shadows with pain

Sir Mordred, the evil knight

His misery is sad like the rain

Sir Mordred, the evil knight

Rides in the shadows with pain

Sir Mordred, the evil knight

His misery is sad like the rain

In the mists of Avalon

The lady of the lake is dancing

In the mists of Avalon

Old knowledge is hiding

In the mists of Avalon

There are rituals of godness

In the mists of Avalon

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

On the round table

Your brave knight is tired

But the search is over

And the kingdom remains strong

So the Mordred Armies

With hate and swords attack

In the edge of the lake

Father and son die for the crown

King Arthur, The Britain cry

Four fairy queens have taken your soul

King Arthur, The Britain cry

The holy sings vanishes of this world

King Arthur, The Britain cry

Four fairy queens have taken your soul

King Arthur, The Britain cry

The holy sings vanishes of this world

In the mists of Avalon

The lady of the lake is dancing

In the mists of Avalon

Old knowledge are hiding

In the mists of Avalon

There are rituals of godness

In the mists of Avalon

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

The king rises again

From the Island of the Dragon

The king, rises again

To help us in the dark ages of our Kingdom

The king will rise again

From the island of the Dragon

To help us in the dark ages of our Kindom