'We are brothers, Perceval,
Your brethren would not lead you wrong.
All that is lost will be restored.
All that is dead will live again'

-The Book of The Grail-

The trees were in bloom and leaves in blossom
The crooning birds were welcoming the dawn
Forsaken Forest rising from night's bottom
Was welcoming Widow's Lady only son

Fierce racket cracks twitter
Among the trees steel glitters
Boy freezes in silence
His javelins ripe for violence

Sparkling mail and shining shields
Helmets, spears he'd never seen
White and red, blue and gold
“These are Angels as my mother told!”

Rise again - the sword of the Lake
The King and Land are one
It's the secret of the Grail

He rides on the dragon's breath
To the realms where no man dares
To go.

A quest to find what we once lost.


To the castle of the Grail
Where the Wounded King awaits
the knight.
It's the tale of Perceval.

Woods fell into ruin, sweet wine turned dry
Rich fronds and petals wither, slowly cower
All feathered creatures are no more in the sky
Only the grail can restore the leaf and flower

For ten years and one day
From his path he did not stray
To the ends of within
Pursuance of the land of dreams

Many pleasures, cups to drink
Take him quickly to the tree!
Never falter, tame the pain!
You're the last of us, try again!

Rise again - the sword of the Lake
The King and Land are one
It's the secret of the Grail

He rides on the dragon's breath
To the realms where no man dares
To go.
A quest to find what we once lost.

To the castle of the Grail
Where the Wounded King awaits
the knight.
It's the tale of Perceval.

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