The Black Knight کے بول

Damp moss like a carpet in a home Autumn leaves like a bed on a sea of foam Birds for friends, who could wish for more But he gets lonely, on his own But I'm still in the dark Or is it just the dark ages? What would I give to be dressed in silver again Just turn back some pages Look to the sunlight, black absorbs the heat In the chain mail letters I write, male chain enzymes freak Did you know there's a lake down there? Where I can get a drink But he still thinks about freedom Look to the sunlight, black absorbs the heat In the chain mail letters I write, male chain enzymes freak Did you know there's a lake down there? Where I can get a dream But it's only a dream about freedom Damp moss like a carpet in a home Autumn leaves like a bed on a sea of foam Birds for friends, who could wish for more But he gets homely on his throne