The Battle of Camlann Lyrics

Soar through the mist and
breathe in the dank fumes
Battle is brewing
near the place called Camlann

Come draw your swords men
Victory is at hand
My son must not succeed
or this land will fall

Near the place called Camlann
our destinies shall meet
Grieving father and spiteful son
will seal each other's fate
Britannia's future hangs by a thread
while avarice here dwell
Arthur and Mordred, the blood of kings
on this ground lay dead

The anger rages on and on
While hardened men heed the call
No preacher shall redeem them now
For soon they all will fall

Dust upon the lofty ground
Marks their final passage
Ravens feast on those left behind
Bringing this grim message

Near the place called Camlann
our destinies shall meet
Grieving father and spiteful son
will seal each other's fate
Britannia's future hangs by a thread
while avarice here dwell
Arthur and Mordred, the blood of kings
on this ground lay dead