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 and pounds When the king returns from the crusades There is no big welcome on the shore As he hear 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 reapers 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 reapers cold hand The mission must succeed Or the kingdom will fall With it falls the future of us all No crystal ball manage 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 and 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 When 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 © MISTY MUSIC AB; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com