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
