Testo The King Will Come

When the sleeping Lord bestirs from sleep On the isle of Avalon He'll drive the dark hordes from this blighted realm As foretold when the King will come In the circle of the standing stones He'll raise the horn up to his lips And sound it thrice to wake his sleeping knights As foretold when the King will come Say it's so, and know that the King will come Say it's so, and know that the King will come One King shall wield Excalibur Forged when the world was young One King shall reign in Albion That day when the King will come