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I
remember those days well,
And yes, I always will.
Those silent, solemn nights
When everything was still.
I lay within that anvil
That horrid, wretched thing.
It kept me from the world outside
Concealed me from everything.
Its soul I felt beside me,
Its breath upon my hilt;
My naked blade quivered with fright
As well as pangs of guilt.
For no matter how I tried
Its grasp around me smothered;
And though I pulled as hard as I could,
Its grip would not be bothered.
I felt so meek and helpless,
So full of weak despair.
I couldn't move a single inch,
Was trapped in its darkened lair.
But lo, I heardeth voices,
Shouts and cries and screams.
I felt a worn and burly hand
Grasp my golden seams.
They tried to pull me free
From that revolting stone.
They tried for hours and hours,
But its grip would not atone.
There came the one from Russell,
The one from Liverpool.
I remember Sir Kay from London
Who stood up like a fool.
He knew that he could do it,
I almost thought he could.
He stressed and pulled and wailed and howled
But again it did no good.
When all my hope had left me,
Again I felt my grief;
The crowds had all abandoned me
And happiness was brief.
Then everything was quiet,
The snow had settled down,
And I could hear the distant cries
From the joust being held downtown.
And 'lo, a boy came trotting up
A handsome little lad;
With eyes so blue and golden locks,
He couldn't have been bad.
He saw me as he walked me by,
He watched with curious face.
Then he proceeded to climb the gate
Tiptoeing just in case.
"The house doors are locked, and no one's around,"
he said to himself outward.
"Sir Kay hath no weapon, the joust is beginning
and there lies a beautiful sword.
As the snow softly slept, he walked up to me,
And laid his strong palm on my hilt;
For a moment I studied him, looked down his eyes.
He was charming and very well-built.
A moment it took for all the love in the world
To enter my blossoming heart.
It caught us as if a disease or a plague,
And we both knew it would never part.
Then we both gathered up all the strength that we had
Even though there was no need
And he pulled me out, yes indeed he did!
He pulled with the greatest of ease.
Then he held me up so the whole world could see
That he was the rightful king.
Lord over me and all Camelot
Ruler of most every thing.
I glittered and shone in the bright sun that day
I would go on to be by the king's side.
Through battles and love, betrayal and death
He would be my one joy and one pride.
I am the sword embedded in stone
Cast down from the heavens above;
To take away hatred, unfairness and strife
And replace it with peace, joy and love.
Arthur was my saviour below,
Full of faithfulness and love.
Just like a brother, a lover, a friend,
Just like my Saviour above.
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