“Days of old”
I tell my restless mind
Searching mountains
Fields
And meadows green
What is it
My heart can hope to find
All I long for
I have never seen
Tales of glory
Written in the dust
Tapestries of deepest
Purple gold
Legends carved in stone
Tell me I must
Journey through the mist
And bitter cold
Seeking in the corners of the earth
My companions I have never known
Blindly running forth
Is honor worth
Endless hours of silence
Spent alone?
But in this brotherhood
I still believe
And for the time we've lost
My soul will grieve
Yet through the world I wander
For somewhere
I'll find my brothers
By the sword
I swear
In my memory
Awakening
Like a dream
Too sweet to cast away
Shadows of the past begin to sing
Calling out to me
In their gallant way
Come away with us
Brother in arms
Through the seas of silver, fields of gold
Join us
As we battle
He who harms
And fight with valour
As in days of old
Rescue damsels fine
And maidens fair
Free the noble
Who have done no wrong
Though it seems the world
May little care
Some are left
That to the Round belong
For in this brotherhood
We still believe
And for the time we've lost
Our souls will grieve
Yet through the world we wander
For somewhere
We'll find our brothers
By the sword we swear
“Days of old”
I tell my restless mind
Searching mountains
Fields
And meadows green
What is it
My heart can hope to find
All I long for
I have never seen
Tales of glory
Written in the dust
Tapestries of deepest
Purple gold
Legends carved in stone
Tell me I must
Journey through the mist
And bitter cold
Seeking in the corners of the earth
My companions I have never known
Blindly running forth
Is honor worth
Endless hours of silence
Spent alone?
But in this brotherhood
I still believe
And for the time we've lost
My soul will grieve
Yet through the world I wander
For somewhere
I'll find my brothers
By the sword
I swear
In my memory
Awakening
Like a dream
Too sweet to cast away
Shadows of the past begin to sing
Calling out to me
In their gallant way
Come away with us
Brother in arms
Through the seas of silver, fields of gold
Join us
As we battle
He who harms
And fight with valour
As in days of old
Rescue damsels fine
And maidens fair
Free the noble
Who have done no wrong
Though it seems the world
May little care
Some are left
That to the Round belong
For in this brotherhood
We still believe
And for the time we've lost
Our souls will grieve
Yet through the world we wander
For somewhere
We'll find our brothers
By the sword we swear