The Queen of Pendrag

Описание: LYRICS

A daughter born to starlight in the winter’s deepest cold
A secret kept in shadows by the wizards wise and old
She grew within the forest where the ancient oaks would bend
With a heart that knew the language that the mountain spirits send
No crown was laid upon her head, no silk was on her skin
Just a fire in her spirit and a strength that lived within
She walked among the common folk and felt their heavy sighs
While the destiny of Britain burned behind her emerald eyes.

Oh, she’s the Lady of the Island, she’s the mistress of the flame
Without a single syllable, the world shall know her name
She pulled the cold and heavy steel from out the granite stone
The rightful Queen of Camelot has come to claim her throne
Yes, she’s the Queen of Camelot who stands to claim her throne.

The knights they gathered round her with their doubt and with their pride
Until they saw the golden light that ripples through the tide
She built a hall of marble where the table had no head
Where the words of peace and justice were the only things she said
She traded war for wisdom and she traded blood for grace
With the courage of a lioness and sunlight on her face
Behind the silver armor beats a heart of purest gold
Refining all the stories that the bards have ever told.

Oh, she’s the Lady of the Island, she’s the mistress of the flame
Without a single syllable, the world shall know her name
She pulled the cold and heavy steel from out the granite stone
The rightful Queen of Camelot has come to claim her throne
Yes, she’s the Queen of Camelot who stands to claim her throne.

Excalibur is singing as it cuts through morning mist
By the lady in the lake the shining edge was surely kissed
A sister to the river and a mother to the land
Holding all the future in the palm of her own hand
No king could ever carry such a heavy, holy weight
As the woman who was chosen by the iron hand of fate.

Oh, she’s the Lady of the Island, she’s the mistress of the flame
Without a single syllable, the world shall know her name
She pulled the cold and heavy steel from out the granite stone
The rightful Queen of Camelot has come to claim her throne
Yes, she’s the Queen of Camelot who stands to claim her throne.

Long live the Queen of the morning light
Guiding us through the darkest night
With the sword and the rose and the crown of old
The greatest story ever told
The Queen of Pendragon has come home.