Queen of Light took her bow, And then she turned to
go,
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom, And walked the
night alone.

Oh, dance in the dark of night, The dark Lord rides in force tonight, And time will
tell us all.

Oh, throw down your plow and hoe.


Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them
all.

I hear the horse's thunder down in the valley below,
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the
eastern glow.

The apples of the valley hold, The seeds of happiness,


The ground is rich from tender care, Repay, do not
forget

The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face
is red.

Oh the war is common cry.

The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never
know.

Oh, well, the night is long the beads of time pass
slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern
glow.

The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths
ride in black,

Sing as you raise your bow.
No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face
so cold.

Oh dance in the dark of night.
The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance
back. Bring it back.

At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll
by,
With flames from the dragon of darkness, the sunlight
blinds his eyes.