The King Will Come Songtext / Lyric

When the sleeping Lord bestirs from sleep
On the isle of Avalon
He'll drive the dark hordes from this blighted realm
As foretold when the King will come

In the circle of the standing stones
He'll raise the horn up to his lips
And sound it thrice to wake his sleeping knights
As foretold when the King will come

Say it's so, and know that the King will come
Say it's so, and know that the King will come

One King shall wield Excalibur
Forged when the world was young
One King shall reign in Albion
That day when the King will come