00:01:32.000Dragon boats that prowl ragged coasts, searching for treasures in regions remote. Lay siege to cities and far foreign lands, sail the Atlantic, bound for the land.
00:04:02.120All of this broad soil, brightly gleaming Hilt of tone, past emeralds, rubies
00:04:12.120Land of legends, green and fading Fading from our memories
00:04:22.120Calling forth for us to go Cross midnight's moorland, searching wide
00:04:32.120To seek the holy golden grail Triumph for young Galahad
00:04:39.120Where others all have failed Calling forth for us to go
00:04:52.120Round table reveries of Camelot, times of great deeds and lands a lot, all that remains a green-stalking hill, bleak sky of grain is the cold autumn chill, calling forth for us to go.
00:05:12.740The day will be dawning in deep forest cleansed, When Arthur's round table returns once again, Bearing their shields the west to defend, Crimson battalions right on the wind, Calling forth for us to go.
00:05:35.740Stranger in the mirror, I have seen him once before. As I strolled an island seashore to a time of yesteryear.
00:05:55.740And for the soul to know the soul, to the soul you first must go. For the answers lie there hidden in the legends that we know. In the legends that we know. In the legends that we know.