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