[Intro – Spoken / halb gesungen] Rìgh nach aithnich e fhèin tuilleadh, agus crùn a tha air fàs ro throm airson a bhith fìor. [Verse 1 – Arthur] A crown that smells like yesterday, a throne that learned to sway. I drink the nights to keep them still, but time does what it will. They call me lion, call me lord, but I forget the sacred word. The round table cracks in polite decay, no one knows what to say. [Pre-Chorus] And the banners hang like tired skin, as if they always knew where this has been… [Chorus – Zerfall der Ordnung] Camelot, don’t remember my name, I was the fire, I was the flame. Now I am only what remains of a story no one can reclaim. [Verse 2 – Mordred] I walk where silence used to pray, no one dares to look my way. Not a thief, not a liar’s son, just the truth of what you’ve done. You built your crown on borrowed breath, called it glory, called it death. But I am what the mirror shows when the kingdom finally knows. [Pre-Chorus] No thunder speaks, no angels fall, just the weight behind it all… [Chorus – Mordred Perspective / Konfrontation] Camelot, I speak your name, not in mercy, not in shame. I am the hand that turns the page of a dying golden age. [Bridge – Morgause] (ruhiger, kontrollierter, fast süßlich gefährlich) Hush now, children, let it be, power moves so quietly. One is breaking, one is near, and I am the calm you fear. No truth is pure, no crown is clean, only what is yet unseen. And I will shape what comes after this… with a smile, and a kiss. [Final Chorus – Alle Ebenen übereinander] Camelot, you fall between what is real and what has been. A drunken king, a judgment son, and the future coming undone. Camelot, don’t call for grace, no one here can save this place. The round table turns to dust, in betrayal, blood, and trust. [Outro – Arthur (flüsternd, fast weg)] I remember… almost… (Stille)
