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Falconer

A Quest For The Crown

 

A Quest For The Crown

(альбом: Falconer - 2001)


Many men are sent on a quest for the Crown
Searching all corners of the great land
The Minstrel tries to sing as before
But the Jester, he laughs no more

Many men are sent on a mission of Hope
Asking fortune-tellers, and the wise men
Where the Royal Crown is to be found
Promising rewards in silver and gold in pounds

When the King returns from the Crusades
There is no big welcome on the shore
As he hears the news of the missing Crown
He shouts at the sky, "Have I ever let you down?"

The elderly call it a sign, as famine strikes the land
Caught in the grip of the Reaper's cold hand
The mission must succeed, or the Kingdom will fall
With it falls the future of us all

Many men are sent on, a quest for the Crown
Searching all corners of the great land
The Minstrel tries to sing as before
But the Jester, he laughs no more

The elderly call it a sign, as famine strikes the land
Caught in the grip of the Reaper's cold hand
The mission must succeed, or the kingdom will fall
With it falls the future of us all

No crystal ball managed to find
Guidance in their Holy quest
God is the last hope for a nation
Of Earth, Stone, and Damnation

Many men are sent on a quest for the Crown
Searching all corners of the great land
The Minstrel tries to sing as before
But the Jester, he laughs no more

Many men are sent on a mission of Hope
Asking fortune-tellers, and the wise men
Where the Royal Crown is to be found
Promising rewards in silver and gold in pounds

Many men are sent on, a quest for the Crown
Searching all corners of the great land
The Minstrel tries to sing as before
But the Jester, he laughs no more

Many years had passed since the King died
But one day a young boy looked down into the moat
Something was gleaming deep down
What could it be?

If not the King's Crown

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