"Excalibur" Lyrics

You drew me from this stone,

You pulled me out and up

And now, I'm yours to wield

But please don't use me for your hate,

or you'll cause me to break

See a lake-lady take me away

Don't fear the hands of men,

I'll swing and steal their skin and their blood.

Just keep your hand on the hilt

When you are cold let my gleam keep you warm.

It's a gleam that's reflected

From strength inside you

Round table time again

Confer with your secret selves,

Your heart is in search of grails,

Grails I can't give to you,

No sword can help you to.

Cut Guinevere-like desires away,

When you want more than a crown,

When you want a sword that sings

I'm wrapped up in a shroud

And tucked into a box

But my edge is getting dull

And my polish growing thin

When you want more than a crown,

When you want a sword that sings

I'm wrapped up in a shroud

And tucked into a box

But my edge is getting dull

And my polish growing thin

For me there is no war to win

And though I felt good in your hands

And though I understand

See a lake-lady take me away...