Grails Mysteries

Amorphis
I shall have a son out of Cornwall shall he come
That shall be a wild boar bristled with steel
He shall be a man most brave
And noble in thought thou shall kneel for him
For every man shall humble in front of our lord
I stood upon the sand of the sea
And the great wind told me to carry on
He shall once know the secret of Holy Grail
And so was the coronation made and there was he
Sworn unto his lords and the commons to be true king