To Search for the Grail - Witchbound

For centuries, the true belief did force men to go out and seek

And find the relic — I will try

The legend tells: a simple cup the Lord did use to share his blood

At the Last Supper fore he died

There are signs in the sky, the whispering winds won’t lie

I’m gonna set out for the quest, leave back my home and maid

Parcival and Galahad — the memory ain’t dead

I’m on my way with prayer as well as blade

To search for the Grail, an aim we won’t fail

The Round Table’s promise for all mankind’s hail

How far I’ve to go, how long — I don’t know

To search for the Grail

(Ad maiorem Dei gloriam)

The dark coasts of Britannia — the deserts of far Africa

So many dangers I’ve to face

In spite of hunger, boiling tar, and unbeliever’s scimitar

I will survive by God’s own face

Every night I watch the stars, for a sign from up above

Doubts and fears can’t drive away the strong faith in my heart

In the circle of the knights I’ve been called to bring to light

The wonder and the glory — from the start

To search for the Grail, an aim we won’t fail

The Round Table’s promise for all mankind’s hail

How far I’ve to go, how long — I don’t know

To search for the Grail

To search for the Grail, an aim we won’t fail…