[Arthur:]
"Shades'll grow stronger"
A dark voice calls
Out of the past

Minds too weak
To with stand
To divide higher thoughts
From barren lies

Here I stand on the plain
While dark forces gather around me
Hear the lament of the corvine goddess
A sullen croon of my destiny

The air resounds
A song of doom
All is lost
Only cairns will last
Oh they`ll remain
As a mute testemony
To the valor of men
Who proudly defied the will of fate
Led by a vision to a bitter end

Of war and hate
Leader of the weak
Taste the steel of my blade
Stouthearted I stand
Face to face with the darker side of mine
Well aware of my decline

[Myrddin:]
So here the story ends
With trembly letters
On this fateful script
The kings herald brought to me
Misery is a child of bliss
And so the circles close
To finally vanish into a
Haze of mystery

All this I witnessed
And even more
As time passed by
I saw the sons of romolns fall
The one god rise
And coldness survive

ANOETH BID BET Y ARTHUR
(A secret The Grave Of Arthur)