Grails Mysteries

I shall have a son,

out of Cornwall shall he come,

that shall be a wild boar,

bristled with steel...

he shall be a man most brave and

noble in thought



Thou shall kneel for him,

for every man shall humble in front of our lord

I stood upon the sand of the sea

and the great wind told me to carry on

He shall once know the secret of Holy Grail



And so was the coronation made

And there was he,

sworn unto his lords and the commons

to be true king


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