In the darkest sky
Bemoans the hordes upon the din
Satan’s armies marching t’ward
The fated elder kin
Squared within the temple
Bloody battles to unfurl
Now she has awoken
Her wrath will shake the world
I see the Lady of the Lake
Rising up
Fairy Queen at the gates
Of Avalon
Cries of war will ring on
From the valley below
All will bow before
The power she holds
Now my friends
The fiery God of death
Reigns from above
Clashing evermore
With squandered twisted souls below
Begging mother mercy
For they turn a skyward gaze
The goddess of the over-world
Turns the master’s grave
I see the Lady of the Lake
Rising up
Fairy Queen at the gates
Of Avalon
Cries of war will ring on
From the valley below
All will bow before
The power she holds
Between two worlds
She beckons all to lace the boots of war
While shodden mortals
Toil with petty power evermore
Until the light of truth has wrought
A vast and mighty swathe
A miser of divinity
