Hic iacet Arthurus
Rex quondam
Rexque futures

A sleeping knight, I saw
Dressed in silk and gold
A shield, a sword aside
His hands lying on his chest

It was so long ago
When wars ended his reign
Fought against his own blood
Doomed to lose it all

I've been praying for so long
Shed so many tears
Over this cold stones
My dear brother, my kin
Hero and warrior brave
Once and future king

Majestic figure
Marked by battles old
Source of sacred power
Affecting now my soul

We had him taken here
Life-drained and powerless
We gave him rest and a future
Here to be fulfilled

I've been praying for so long
Shed so many tears
Over this cold stones
My dear brother, my kin
Hero and warrior brave
Once and future king

Now hear me!
Oh Arthur!
What am I to do?
Mighty hero
Once and future king