We’d walked for ninety days when winter came so bold That night around the flames recounting tales of old ”What made you go away?”, their question rang so cold As we all sat gazing at the fire, silence conveyed anOoh… Will we ever find the Grail? That ideal we cling to Unaltered empireWell, I said, I feel misplaced. Dissent, dismay took hold Mankind is going insane, I can relate no more I know you know And before the ambers did expire, the rising wind whistledOoh… Will we ever find the Grail? That ideal we cling to Unaltered empireOoh… Will we ever find the Grail? An ideal to cling to That’s never to falter