One on ten thousand men shall fight

To die for freedom or for sacrifice

When shall the bird fly free tonight ?

Plenty to eat and plenty to drink

The earth shall go down in poverty

Take the women by the hand and lead her to the tavern

Take the horse by the bridle and ride in the morning dawn

Three to sit on the stone steps

To bow their head in shame

Take the sun by the womb and cradle in the warmth

Take the moon to the lake and glimpse the reflection of the cold winter's morn

Four to revenge the death of those dead wrong

The prince is born to night

Take the sweet smell of the bread a baking in the hearth

Savor all that is known to man

Six heroes fall to their fates

Curdle in the sadness of their dooms

Take to the flight of the dragon's breath

Take to the gold that lies behind

Seven son of the seventh son, the cycle rounds again

Take to the carvers of the dwarves and let them forge the hammer

Take to the keep where death thou sleeps, for soon eternal nocterm comes once more

Eight rings signal the vows we make

And watch as those vows bend and brake

Take to the prince his lover's heart

Take to the queen her son's still breathing body

Eight chimes to the time that lands bleed fresh

Take to the skies like crows from their nest

Nine seers to see the future that shall be foretold

Take to the heavens, as all shall see God's sweet melody

Ten prayers to the Lord's son who was done wrong

Take to the wrench her new born babe

And to the father take his son's new name

Eleven bows from the Elven woods so the hero may find his mark

Take to the ocean where the ships sail for the end of the world

Twelve footsteps for the enemy is gone

Take to the hall for a dance tonight

Take to the hero their prize of gold and pride

Take to the people hope and emotion

Take to the world….

Take to…..

Thirteen years for magic to be reborn

King, my king, my king Arthur is reborn

well here you go. it's my take on king arthur and merlin and camelot and destiny. epic or blach? please review!