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LYRICS Beyond the mist where the grey gulls fly Beneath the arch of a sapphire sky They carved their names into ancient stone Before the secrets of the world were known With iron wills and hearts of gold The lords of legend, the brave and bold They built their walls by the crashing tide With nothing but the stars for a guide Oh, the kings and the queens of old With stories in the silver and the fire to be told They wore the morning like a velvet gown And turned the heavy iron to a golden crown We sing for the glory of the days gone by Underneath the wide and the endless sky She stood on the cliffs with a falcon’s grace With the salt of the sea on her noble face He held the scepter and he held the sword A silent promise and a whispered word They shared the bread and they shared the wine In the shadowed halls where the torches shine No mountain peak was ever too high For the ones who weren't afraid to try Oh, the kings and the queens of old With stories in the silver and the fire to be told They wore the morning like a velvet gown And turned the heavy iron to a golden crown We sing for the glory of the days gone by Underneath the wide and the endless sky Though the castles crumble into the sand And the forests reclaim the hollowed land The echo of their laughter still remains In the summer heat and the winter rains A spirit that the years can never tame A flickering spark of an eternal flame Oh, the kings and the queens of old With stories in the silver and the fire to be told They wore the morning like a velvet gown AND turned the heavy iron to a golden crown We sing for the glory of the days gone by Underneath the wide and the endless sky Let the trumpets sound for the dawn Before the memory of the light is gone Long live the kings of the ancient sun Until the final thread of time is spun