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The dark brooding boy in a corner alone

Whom power and vision so young the gods gave

The future foretold in the bright crystal cave

The ruler of legend reborn to the throne

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Avoided and feared, when to man he had grown

A demon, folk whispered, must sure be his sire

He faced down their murder with magic and fire

And his true sire the Dragon King named him his own

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But the Dragon King died to defend his land's might

His son saw his mem'ry would ever be known

The Giant's Dance lifted the circle of stone

"His grave I will deck with no less than the light."

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By gods and by stars and by magic's bright spark

He labored his life for the legend restored

For the King to be shield and living sword

That Britain might not go down into the dark

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Now the Dragon King's brother, crowned new king by right

In love with another lord's lady was he

"Enchanter," he begged, "thou must bring her to me!"

And the prophesied child was begotten that night

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But while the King lay with the lady entwined

Her lord in a battle was slain unforeseen

"Had thou but foretold this, I still would be clean

This bastard I will not acknowledge as mine."

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So the widowèd lady the King took to wife

And the child of the vision was born to the Queen

"Enchanter," she begged, "Thou must take him unseen

And raise him in secret, watch over his life."

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By gods and by stars and by magic's bright spark

He labored his life for the legend restored

For the King to be shield and living sword

That Britain might not go down into the dark

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Thus secretly lodged in a nobleman's care

His true name concealed, and his prophesied end

The enchanter as tutor the boy did befriend

And began to make ready the Dragon King's heir

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He taught him of wars, and of lands o'er the sea

Of maps and of stars, and of legends of old

Of deeds great and evil, of kings rash and bold

"The sum of all men and their lives you shall be."

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At last the great day of the battle-call's horn

In sight of all men and proclaimed by his sire

He lifted the blade with its runes of white fire

"Whoso take this sword is the King rightwise born."

[Chorus]

By gods and by stars and by magic's bright spark

He labored his life for the legend restored

For the King to be shield and living sword

That Britain might not go down into the dark

[Chorus]

By gods and by stars and by magic's bright spark

He labored his life for the legend restored

For the King to be shield and living sword

That Britain might not go down into the dark