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