16.5.2024
His story brings me back to Camelot And all the beauty of that sacred land With Guinevere and all my kindred knights, My sword, the Tor, the faith on which I stand. The centuries pass and I remember her And Lancelot and his fierce loyalty The Green Knight and Merlin, the saving one Who guided me as I faced the enemy. A new world has descended on the earth, And yet the devils have their loathsome play But now has come to us the sacred birth For which I fought as Arthur in that day.
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