There Were Times Of Valour
Arthur's ThemeThe old legends are here to stay
They were never ever meant to fade away
Though kingdoms fall and mountains sway
There will always be a yesterday
Sing, sang, sung in many a lay
There were times of ardour
When great men of valour
Still fought in honour
They spoke no more no less than the truth
Even though they might be taken by death
They sought after peace for the land
But never failed to give an aiding hand
For the hapless and the meek
To raise for justice targe and brand
Sir Gawaine who championed integrity
Sir Percival who never fled a fight
Sir Lancelot who was the mighty
And Galahad the purest of them all
Old Merlin my fortune did make
He brought me to the Lady of the Lake
The sword of truth Excalibur I did take
I never remember what their eyes look like
Both wondrously enchantingly bright
With my given edge I did then break
The awesome skull of the fiery drake
And sweet Guineviere how could I forget
That loving thee my all in all regret
The world around us was so cold
Yet thy eyes would'st burning glow
My blood doth frozen over
But in thy loving hands and fold
My chilled heart soars in thy warmth
Devils curse and goblins shriek!
Morgan the stepsister who did betray me
Thus Mordred that bastard came to be
Sprung forth from a vile incestuous bed
Together they both razed and bled
Till the walls of beloved Camelot were red
But for all their villiany and slaughter
They paid dearly with their blood
I paid dearly too with my own tears and blood
Hence I did depart to Avalon to seek my brood
Excalibur I bid Sir Girflet to return to the Lake
This is the lay of the great Arthur Pentdragon
Son of Uther Pentdragon, Lord of the round table
And King of England by taking the sword in the stone
