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Avalon

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  • Avalon
    -Blackmore's night
    -"Under a Violet Moon"
    To the days of Avalon
    Where magic rules as king
    The moon beneath the castle walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    The golden bird
    He gave to me
    What happiness he brings
    Like a star on a Christmas tree
    As the nightingale sings
    And so we sat, hand in hand and watched the fireflies
    And never spoke a single word
    But lived to do or die
    We lived to do or die

    Back to the days of Avalon
    Where magic ruled as king
    The moon beneath the castle walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    And so we sat, hand in hand and watched the fireflies
    And never spoke a single word
    But lived to do or die
    We lived to do or die

    We read of tales of treason
    A soldiers legacy
    Blood beneath the crimson sky
    Fighting without reason
    But the crime of loyalty
    A tattered flag left to fly...
    Back to the days of Avalon
    Where magic ruled as king
    The moon beneath the castles walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    The branches bent
    Like an archers bow
    As he spread his wings
    And flew beneath the gentle snow
    As the nightingale sings...
    Back to the days of Avalon
    Where magic rules as king
    The moon beneath the castle walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    As the nightingale sings...
  • Avalon
    -Blackmore's night
    -"Under a Violet Moon"
    To the days of Avalon
    Where magic rules as king
    The moon beneath the castle walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    The golden bird
    He gave to me
    What happiness he brings
    Like a star on a Christmas tree
    As the nightingale sings
    And so we sat, hand in hand and watched the fireflies
    And never spoke a single word
    But lived to do or die
    We lived to do or die

    Back to the days of Avalon
    Where magic ruled as king
    The moon beneath the castle walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    And so we sat, hand in hand and watched the fireflies
    And never spoke a single word
    But lived to do or die
    We lived to do or die

    We read of tales of treason
    A soldiers legacy
    Blood beneath the crimson sky
    Fighting without reason
    But the crime of loyalty
    A tattered flag left to fly...
    Back to the days of Avalon
    Where magic ruled as king
    The moon beneath the castles walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    The branches bent
    Like an archers bow
    As he spread his wings
    And flew beneath the gentle snow
    As the nightingale sings...
    Back to the days of Avalon
    Where magic rules as king
    The moon beneath the castle walls
    As the nightingale sings...
    As the nightingale sings...