The Dream of Rhonabwy Lyrics

With mind to seek out ruthless brother, And stay his hand, Find refuge in the hall of black, Enter dreamland, Encounter youth who embroiled a nation, Stoked flames of war, Be guided 'long the banks of the Severn, Below the ford, The king laments your size and charge, Once of such might, Behold the stone upon his finger, Recall these sights, Two serpents of gold leap from his sword, Calming that host, Four apples of red neath his thrown, Revive him most, A game to play within this dream world, Of yore, (Make your move) The ravens move between both states, Wage war, (Move if you want) Black meets white on grass and silver board, Alike, (It's your move) Dash the pieces into dust, Make the truce. Instrumental So be with him this night in Cornwall, Or be awake now.