Beyond The Mists Of Avalon

Beyond the Mists of Avalon,
With towers tall which brightly gleam,
I search 'til I am woebegone
For the ghost of a memory that still lingers on.

Where Lancelot rides ever on
And chivalry still reigns supreme,
Where virtue is a paragon,
Beyond the Mists of Avalon.

Where elegant damsels in pale chiffon
Dine upon dishes of berries and cream.
Beyond the Mists of Avalon,
As the ghost of a memory still lingers on.

Oh, Merlin, weave your pentagon
And call on the light of the last moonbeam
To create once again that land which has gone
Beyond the Mists of Avalon.

Hold tight to the wings of Death's black swan,
Look down and see Camelot...a shattered dream.
Beyond the Mists of Avalon,
Where the ghost of a memory still lingers on.

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