9 acessos
Finalmente sua hora chegou
Frente a frente no campo de batalha
O Rei está aqui para julgar o impostor
Feridas abertas, sem escudos
A semente do ódio está produzindo seus frutos
Uvas de ira da raiz do mal
Sangue contra sangue
Preto contra branco
Nuvens negras pairando
O tempo está correndo
Sangue contra sangue
Correntezas se misturam
O destino vai decidir
Quem deve morrer
A guerra era suas vidas
Traços de dor
Tudo pelo reino
A guerra final
Espírito da vida
Desaparecendo
O dia final
A guerra final
A guerra final
O Rei apunhala o impostor
Seu sangue goteja na lança
Advertindo a todos aqueles ávidos pelo poder
A última coisa que ele poderia fazer
Com Morgane cruzar o mar
Em Avalon ele pode encontrar sua paz
[The story of the final battle between Arthur and Mordred. In the decisive struggle between the two men, Arthur's lance pierced Mordred's breast from beneath him, and Mordred stabbed Arthur in his breast with his sword. Mordred died and Percival brought the mortally wounded Arthur to safety]
Finally their time has come
Face to face on the battlefield
The King's here to judge the deceiver
Open wounds, no riot shield
The seed of hate is bearing fruit
Grapes of wrath of evil root
Blood against blood
Black against white
Dark hanging clouds
Time's running out
Blood against blood
Mingeling stream
Fate will decide
Who has die
War was their life
Traces of pain
All for the reign
The final war
Spirit of life
Fading away
The final day
The final war
The final war
The King stabs the deceiver
His blood drips down the spear
Warning all the power-hungry
The last thing he could do
With Morgane crossing the sea
In Avalon he may find his peace