Adorned in his mystical robes
Of shimmering moon and stars,
Drawn from the vault of heaven
By the power of Merlin, himself
When other worlds were only seven.

He emerges from the crystal cave,
From the old world into the new.
He holds aloft the sacred chalice,
Before him lies the shinning palace
.....Of Camelot.

He smiles on his remembering
Then salutes the once and future king.