The Kingsword will stand... the Kingsword will stand
The Kingsword will stand in its scabbard of granite The quicksilver forged in the pools of the sky A rumour explained by the one who began it A boy's hand will grasp it, a man's raise it high
Son of the dragon, of night and the slaughter Whose wisdom his unshaven youth will belie Will wake from her slumber the lake's only daughter To answer the calling she cannot deny
The Kingsword will stand in its scabbard of granite The quicksilver forged in the pools of the sky A rumour explained by the one who began it A boy's hand will grasp it, a man's raise it high
Wrought by a queen for the hand of the chosen From fishscale and currents and winter's reply Brought from the deep by a prophet who knows In the arms of the water again it will lie
The Kingsword will stand in its scabbard of granite The quicksilver forged in the pools of the sky A rumour explained by the one who began it A boy's hand will grasp it, a man's raise it high
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