The Battle of Evermore - The Fellowship

The Queen of Light took her bow and then she turned to go

The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom and walked the night alone

Oh, dance in the dark night, sing to the morning light

The Dark Lord rides in force tonight, and time will tell us all

Oh, throw down your plow and hoe, race now to my bow

Side by side we wait the might, of the darkest of them all

I hear the horses thunder down in the valley below

I’m waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow

The apples of the valley hold the seeds of happiness

The ground is rich from tender care, which they do not forget, no, no

Dance in the dark night, sing to the morning light

The apples turn to brown and black, the tyrant’s face is red

Oh, war is the common cry, pick up your swords and fly

The sky is filled with good and bad, mortals never know

Oh well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow

Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow

The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath

The drums will shake the castle wall, the Ringwraiths ride in black (ride on)