[Dark Avenger]
Bones, bones, sound of cracking bones dead eyes look
at me, a rotten smell of dead bodies raises up to the
sky; Brimstone smell of death tone I see She waves
for them and ends a tale to be told for me the Avalon
eyes. Night stood still upon this blood red hill,
where brave men came to fight and to die.
Some fight for a cross that hangs a Nazarene 'gainst
what they faithfully call heathendom with fire and
steel they sealed their destiny down in the sands right
up here they had made a choice this choice had a name
the name of wrath I see the druids lips being sewn
without a cry earth drinks the blood of lambs in bloodshed
sacrifice How come I am alone?
With so many bodies by my side?
They belong to Thee... I still can hear their prayers
and pass by through my eyes the way they were embraced
by the war some hate the sign of cross,
see while they call Caeridien I see that someone runs
to Avalon in the heart believes the faith will live
again "Christ's no power over here" the stug will survive,
we'll live it all again in the same old isle but now
they are all dead She's lonely left to live and knows
they'll not return She's lost into the night.
.. they came to mountain to die their deeds resumed
to dust of war will disappear eternally I'll live it
all again listen, they belong to thee,
LadyDeath through my eyes,
won't you come? Avalon! Won't let the time forget your
name Avalon! Just gimme strength to tell your tale your tale... Avalon....