Legend tells of a sword in a stone and a king to come
None can prevail, indeed so many fail
That they say it'll never be done
But one young man takes the hilt in his hand as the crowd looks on
He lifts it high, holds the blade to the sky
And his people know he's the one
The time has come now for Arthur Pendragon
To bring peace and order to Albion
With the blade in hand he'll rule the land
Shape a nation he'll leave as his legacy
As the Saxons attack he will drive them all back
He is Arthur Pendragon, the king of a nation reborn
Legend tells of a hunt for the grail and of gallantry
Of noble knights, of their prowess and might
Of the birth of chivalry
Now Arthur's tricked by sister's sick, evil sorcery
She'll steal his seed and she'll use it to breed
A son twisted to villainy
The time has come now for Arthur Pendragon
To save Camelot from his progeny
With his blade in hand he ruled the land
Shape a nation he'll leave as his legacy
And as Mordred attacks he must drive his son back
He is Arthur Pendragon, the king of a nation now torn
The Lady of the Lake
Her arm clad in the in the purest shimmering samite
Held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water
Signifying by divine providence
That I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur
That is why I am your king
How could it fall apart? (The king is fallen)
His rule so wise and true (the king is fallen)
As Mordred finds his heart (the king is fallen)
His sword finds Mordred's too
The time has come now for Arthur Pendragon
To sail to the lost isle of Avalon
With his blade in hand he ruled the land
Shaped a nation he left as his legacy
And though for him we lack, it is said he'll come back
He is Arthur Pendragon, the king of our nation
And one day our king will return