Cries from the grave resound in my ears
They hail from beyond my darkest fears
Faces of the past are etched in my brain
The women I raped, the men I've slain
Shades of the dead are sliding on the wall
Demons dance in the castle hall
I call upon the sword, the mighty Excalibur
Grant me the skill to fulfill my quest
I call upon my king and the knights of the table round
Grant me the courage to stand to this test
I call upon the seer, Merlin the sorcerer
Grant me the magic to end my pain
I call upon the spirit that lives in a noble heart
Grant me the passion that's within my veins
Shades of the dead are sliding on the wall
Demons dance in the castle hall
Cries from the grave resound in my ears
They hail from beyond my darkest fears
I call upon the seer, Merlin the sorcerer
Grant me the magic to end my pain
I call upon the spirit that lives in a noble heart
Grant me the passion that's within my veins
Shades of the dead are sliding on the wall
Demons dance in the castle hall