A Quest For The Crown Lyrics
for the crownsearching all corners of the great land.The minstrel tries to sing as beforebut the jester he laughs no moreMany men are sent on a mission of hopeasking fortune-tellers and the wise menwhere the royal crown is to be found,promissing rewards in silver, gold and poundsWhen the kind returns from the crusadesthere is no big welcome on the shore.As he hear the new of the missing crownhe shouts at the sky:"have I ever let you down?"The elderly call it a sign as famine strikes the landcaught in the gripof the reapers cold handThe mission must succeed or the kingdom will fallwith it falls the future if us all,No crystal-ball mange to findguidance in their holy quest.God is the last hope for our nation of earth, stone and damnation.Many years had past since the kind diedwhen one day a young boy looked downinto the moat.SOmething was gleaming deep down,what could it be ..........if not the kings crown.
Falconer A Quest For The Crown
