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Now out on the field I will battle my son;
I strived hard for peace, by my efforts undone.
Those that I love have been cast from my side,
To rebuild my kingdom that traitor must die!

Dear father can't you see they like what I've done?
The oaths that they swore were lies all along.

Since the die has been cast my thoughts wander free
To the old golden halls where we swore chivalry,
To the knight of the lake and the queen that we shared,
To the greatest of seers and the dreams that we dared.

But memories deceive, the past wasn't so bright:
Your string pulling seer and the Queen’s favourite knight.

This is my last fight, this is my final hour;
I still love you, I still need you,
Even after all we've been through.
Now I ride to my death
To serve honour, valour and glory.
Chosen by stone, I’ll return
For I am the true born King.

So fate has chosen this day, destiny
Guide forth my spear, set this land free!
Let the river of Camlann run red with his blood
‘till the riverbanks burst and the battlefield floods.

Hahaha what do you know of blood?
Seems incest and murder are virtues to some?

This is my last fight, this is my final hour;
I still love you, I still need you,
Even after all we've been through.
Now I ride to my death
To serve honour, valour and glory.
Chosen by stone, I’ll return
For I am the true born King

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