Paroles de Avalon's Fall

Behind the mists of Avalon a magic realm stands trusting its fate in the ladies hands and in the wit of the elder mage Beyond the walls of Adrian Britain lies divided the warrior king has pagan heart but the Romans deceived his mind By the fields of Britain in a might and golden land rides an army knowed by every man Fearless pagan men fifteen years away from home in duty with their captain to guard the walls of Rome Cursing the old costumes bring magic to its end building christian churches in Avalon´s pagan lands fighting for an empire corrupted by it´s faith using a sole-divinity to spread terror death and rage [Refrao] We´ll be back home We´ll cross the highest hills We´ll see the forests again and forget the battle fields! Ride to the north gate; thats all what Rome asks to earn your freedom complete your final task Cross the tribal lands seek blessings from the woods broad swords once again and kill your own barbarian roots Stand against the Saxons we know we´ll not return to make true their prayers we´ve sacrificed our sons Fearless pagan men will never be back home dying as their captains defending the christian throne