The Battle of Evermore

by Jun 18, 2002Poetry

The Battle of Evermore (lyric)

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, sing to the morning light.
The Dark Lord rides in force tonight, and time will tell us all.

Oh, throw down your plow and hoe, rest not to lock your homes.

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

I hear that war is a 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 seas of happiness,
The ground is rich from tender care, repay do not forget, no, no.

Dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light.

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

Oh, war is the commen cry, pick up your swords and fly.
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 walls, the Ring Raiths ride in black, ride on.

Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter tahn before.
No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold.

Oh, dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light.
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.

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