He burned his home to honor a friend
Whose life was unjustly put to an end
He fled from his home and land
With Ambrosius he went to stand
He crossed into the unknown
With nothing but himself to call his own
Leaving a parent behind
Here another parent he will find
No prince of darkness, but of light
A father who must fight
He sees into the mists of night
And watches with his far reaching sight
His blood is to be spilled
For being a no man's child he is to be killed
He tells the king to drain the water away
And becomes known as a prophet the next day
He tells of the dragons fight
And claims the red will beat the white
The banner flies in the sky
As the fire dragon streaks up high
He sees farther than any will
And will choose to live on Myrddin Hill
The prophet can see his own death
He knows how he will be taking his last breath
Locked into a crystal room
That will trap him and become his tomb
He sees the king that will one day come
And shares his visions and thoughts to only some
For knowledge is a deadly tool
That is a weapon in the hands of fools
How can he live with seeing his end
By knowing that it waits for him for down the bend
He is the builder of fate's path
He alone faces his god's wrath
For with darkness he will create light
A light that he knows that will cast away the night
A king who will unite the land
A king who will fall by a friend's hand
What a terrible thing he sees through each eye
He must endure the knowledge of how a friend is to die
He will travel through this world mostly alone
Until he begins his way home
But Merlin will never really die
He will remain forever, watching the world pass him by
