Once more into the fray Marching under the cross this cursed day Guided by the maiden dressed in white Lead us from the dark into the light Coward, where is your faith? Traitor, kneel to your false god and pray You have lost the right to wield the sword drawn from the lake Your choice alone, your promises to break Sound now the horn Our final war Darkness, this is your fate Victory, but what a price we had to pay You have left behind the vows you swore Deceived and cowed by a pious, jealous lord Bleeding, this is your fate Fighting, but now your wounds are just too great Forgotten are the sacrifices made to make you king Your treachery, the lowest of all sins Their solemn hymns will mark this turning of an age Baptized in sickness and deceit The truth is cast astray and a foreign god now praised They shun our "primitive" beliefs A land in darkness, we await the end of days Victim of the priests! Sound now the horn Our final war Sound now the horn Our final war Sound now the horn Into the mists our fallen king Back to the isle where peace still reigns Our final war The magic of Avalon will fade Now only the Church and cross remain