| [00:18.17] | A carved oak table, |
| [00:20.75] | Tells a tale |
| [00:23.34] | Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold, |
| [00:30.23] | And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room |
| [00:35.78] | to arbours cool. |
| [00:41.15] | A time of valour, and legends born |
| [00:46.93] | A time when honour meant much more to a man than life |
| [00:53.35] | And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong |
| [00:59.33] | Through lance and sword. |
| [01:03.89] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [01:10.42] | Or have killed for an answer, |
| [01:15.12] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [01:21.82] | That no race has been grander |
| [01:26.68] | It seems because through time and space |
| [01:37.27] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. |
| [02:18.16] | A dusty table |
| [02:21.10] | Musty smells |
| [02:23.94] | Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor |
| [02:30.31] | Only feeble light descends through a film of grey |
| [02:36.27] | That scars the panes. |
| [02:41.61] | Gone the carving, |
| [02:43.80] | And those who left their mark, |
| [02:47.10] | Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway |
| [02:53.81] | And the weak must die according to nature's law |
| [02:59.76] | As old as they. |
| [03:04.34] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [03:10.83] | Or have killed for an answer, |
| [03:15.49] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [03:22.31] | That no race has been grander |
| [03:27.06] | It seems because through time and space |
| [03:37.47] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. |
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