What's in a name

One insignificant, one with fame

Years of secrets and hiding

Many days and nights of riding

Save the one for the throne

I will shatter every stone

Every battle will be well fought

His story will be learned and taught

I ask not for fame or gold

But who knows what the future holds

My tasks may be rewarded

Or my cell well guarded

This is the way I was born

For that I do not deserve scorn

I can help save Camelot in a single day

I am Emrys; do not stand in my way