| Pass the word, it’s a call to arms
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| Midnight man at your door
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| Blackened faces run in the night
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| Daybreak under the floor
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| Bring my bow
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| Fill my head with flame, and we must
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| Let them know that the torch is lit again
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| Crystalize the pain behind your eyes
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| Are you ready to fight?
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| (You hear the drum and) run for your life
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| (Sweet Avalon the heat is on)
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| In other words, I hope and pray
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| That time and tide wash the hate away
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| A simple man with simple thoughts
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| Who turned to force as a last resort
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| All around us, chaos reigns
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| Buildings crumbling down
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| Silhouettes in the fiery rain
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| Timbers crash to the ground
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| Bring my spear, invested with my youth
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| Bring the children near, they must now be told the truth
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| Old and young and those of foreign tongue
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| Are you ready to fight?
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| (You hear the drum and) run for your life
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| (Sweet Avalon the heat is on)
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| In other words, I hope and pray
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| That time and tide wash the hate away
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| A simple man with simple thoughts
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| Who turned to force as a last resort
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| In other words, I hope and pray
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| That time and tide keep the day away
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| When simple men with simple thoughts
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| Will turn to force as a last recourse |