The Battle Of Evermore

The 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 the horses 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 of night,
sing to the morning light
The apples turn to brown and black,
the tyrant’s face is red
Oh, war is the common 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 wall,
The ring wraiths ride in black, ride on
Sing as you raise your bow,
shoot straighter than before
No comfort has the fire at night
that lights the face so cold
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

Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back