Bruce Dickinson

A 100 years of toil and pain
To pull a stone upright again
Up routed from its mountain home
Taken to this sacred circle
Is there a secret in the stones?
A message in the hills
Is there a secret in the stones?
A message long ago
I know the king will come again
From the shadow to the sun
Burning hillsides with the Beltane fires
I know the king will come again
When all that glitters turns to rust
Uther Pendragon standing fast beside you
I know the king will come again
I know the king will come again
The sun, the moon, we worshipped here a calendar of fear
Gazing across the channel sea to see the beacons burning brightly
Is that a shadow on the hill
Or a phantom in the mere
What is the meaning of the stones?
Why do they stand alone?
I know the king will come again
From the shadow to the sun
Burning hillsides with the Beltane fires
I know the king will come again
When all that glitters turns to rust
Uther Pendragon standing fast beside you
Is that a shadow on the hill
Or a phanton in the mere
What is the meaning of the stones?
Why do they stand alone?
I know the king will come again
From the shadow to the sun
Burning hillsides with the Beltane fires
I know the king will come again
When all that glitters turns to rust
Uther Pendragon standing fast beside you
I know the king will come again
I know the king will come again