CAMELOT FANTASIES

A Warrior Lies Sleeping

 Lives have come and gone
In but a blink of an eye
Yet here you rest
Beneath these hills
While the land above does cry

Unaware of centuries passing
Awaiting once more the call
Defender of the faith
A saviour to all

A land slowly dying
Crying out your name
A people soon to perish
Remembering once your flame

Rise up, our saviour!
For now is the time
O warrior of the realm
Your might is once more needed
Your strength to guide our helm