The Faerie King
longlive the Faerie King,
ruler of the land.
he is one with it,
it's fate is in his hands.
Guided by the wizard's sight,
with Excalibur in hand.
Rideing with the Table Knights,
cleansing evil from the land.
Cursed by his sister's kiss,
by his gratest friend betrayed.
Though a thousand years have past,
his glory never fades.
The Faerie King will come once more,
when darkness comes again.
For the blood of the Faerie Gods,
courses through his vaines.
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