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Merlinby Michelle DockreyBased on "The Crystal Cave" and "The Hollow Hills" by Mary StewartThe 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 throneHe was feared and avoided, the dark young man 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 ownThe 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."By gods and by stars and by magic's bright spark He labored his life for the legend restored The King to be shield and living sword That Britain might not go down into the darkThe Dragon King's brother, the new king by right In love with another lord's lady was he "Enchanter," he begged, "thou must bring her to me!" SongtexteAnd the prophesied child was begotten that nightBut 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."The widowed 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."By gods and by stars and by magic's bright spark He labored his life for the legend restored The King to be shield and living sword That Britain might not go down into the darkThus 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 heirHe 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 will be."At last the great day of the battle-call's horn In sight of all men and proclaimed by his sire He raised the great sword with its runes of white fire... "Whoso take this sword is the King rightwise born."By gods and by stars and by magic's bright spark He labored his life for the legend restored The King to be shield and living sword That Britain might not go down into the dark Aus Songtexte Mania