Lyrics:

[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