Cries from the grave resound in my ears They hail from beyond my darkest fears Faces of the past are etched in my brain The women i raped, the men i've slain Shades of the dead are sliding on the wall Demons dance in the castle hall [knight] I call upon the sword, the mighty excalibur Grant me the skill to fulfill my quest I call upon my king and the knights of the table round Grant me the courage to stand to this test I call upon the seer, merlin the sorcerer Grant me the magic to end my pain I call upon the spirit that lives in a noble heart Grant me the passion that's within my veins Shades of the dead are sliding on the wall Demons dance in the castle hall