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A Quest For The Crown Lyrics - Singles - Falconer

Many men are sent on a quest for the crown 

Searching all corners of the great land 

The minstrel tries to sing as before 

But, the jester, he laughs no more 

 

Many men are sent on a mission of hope 

Asking fortune-tellers and the wise men 

Where the royal crown is to be found 

Promising rewards in silver and gold and pounds 

 

When the king returns from the crusades 

There is no big welcome on the shore 

As he hear the news of the missing crown 

He shouts at the sky, "Have I ever let you down?" 

 

The elderly call it a sign 

As famine strikes the land 

Caught in the grip 

Of the reapers cold hand 

 

The mission must succeed 

Or the kingdom will fall 

With it falls the future of us all 

 

Many men are sent on a quest for the crown 

Searching all corners of the great land 

The minstrel tries to sing as before 

But, the jester, he laughs no more 

 

The elderly call it a sign 

As famine strikes the land 

Caught in the grip 

Of the reapers cold hand 

 

The mission must succeed 

Or the kingdom will fall 

With it falls the future of us all 

 

No crystal ball manage to find 

Guidance in their holy quest 

God is the last hope for a nation 

Of earth, stone and damnation 

 

Many men are sent on a quest for the crown 

Searching all corners of the great land 

The minstrel tries to sing as before 

But, the jester, he laughs no more 

 

Many men are sent on a mission of hope 

Asking fortune-tellers and the wise men 

Where the royal crown is to be found 

Promising rewards in silver and gold and pounds 

 

Many men are sent on a quest for the crown 

Searching all corners of the great land 

The minstrel tries to sing as before 

But, the jester, he laughs no more 

 

Many years had passed since the king died 

When one day a young boy looked down into the moat 

Something was gleaming deep down 

What could it be if not the king's crown 

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