Avalon Calling

Avalon Calling

 

Sitting low in green seas embrace lies lost Avalon

Spirits of the ancient race still welcome ancient dawn

Veiled in false mythology there lies the hallow ground

There beats her heart exquisitely- the solace of our race

Downed by sacred blasphemy in bloody holy war

Lies that turned the mother into a secondary whore

In his name they’ve led us, to do their devils chore

Lift the flames of life again burning prisons to the floor

Raise your eyes up sacred children, for lost mystery

Sacred birthright lost, confused by errant history

Turned the blade of trickery and trust into a travesty

Robes of greedy calumny invested human misery

Yet still the bell tolls loudly its calling to your soul

Cast upon the sands of time, life’s ever shifting shoal

Thrust upon the stone of fate and to the cauldrons coals

Bear the sword solemnly to see where bright-spear flew

The Lady of the Island calls across the Sea of Time

Her song strums spirit strings, rapturous entwined

Can you hear the echoing of her loving beckoning

Upon the shores of reckoning? I hear fair Avalon

 

 

R.W.W.

Banfiadh copyright 2009

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