‘Days of Old’ I tell my restless mind    Searching mountains, fields, and meadows green   What is it my heart can hope to find    All I long for I have never seen   Tales of glory written in the dust    Tapestries of deepest purple gold   Legends carved in stone tell me I must    Journey through the mist and bitter cold   Seeking in the corners of the earth    My companions I have never known   Blindly running forth – Is honor worth    Endless hours of silence spent alone?   But in this brotherhood I still believe   And for the time we’ve lost my soul will grieve    Yet through the world I wander for somewhere    I’ll find my brothers – By the sword I swear   In my memory awakening    Like a dream too sweet to cast away   Shadows of the past begin to sing    Calling to me in their gallant way:   Come away with us brother in arms    Through the seas of silver, fields of gold   Join us as we battle he who harms    And fight with valour as in days of old   Rescue damsels fine and maidens fair    Free the noble who have done no wrong   Though it seems the world may little care    Some are left that to the Round belong   For in this brotherhood we still believe   And for the time we’ve lost our souls will grieve    Yet through the world we wander for somewhere    We’ll find our brothers – By the sword we swear