Highlander:
What heathen place is this that I've arrived in
Is now the time I pay for all my sins
I can't believe that this is God's creation
This realm was fashioned by the Deil's ane hand

Indian:
No it has been foretold, in our legends of old
Wake the spirit within, let the journey begin

Highlander:
This quest you speak of is for redemption
How can we travel when our souls are lost
You think we find ourselves at gates of new salvation
When I can only sense the end is here

Indian:
No it has been foretold, in our legends of old
Wake the spirit within, let the journey begin

Knight:
We're at the gates of Avalon, the island of spirits
We're at the gates of Avalon, in search of the grail