Chaos. Hysteria. Madness Millennial,
Men like flies in every corner.
HellThese times and these places must be all wrong
It's too damn hot or too damn cold, we must get out So down we go: Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon!
Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon!
Would you tell me which way the wind. blows? A second chance. A Second Coming.
A second earth, a second birth, none of us will live to see.
Now choose your side. Now choose your arms.
Now if you are with me, I can show the way Let us seize the day! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon!
Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon!
Would you tell me which way the wind. Beggars moan in every corner
Avalon! Preachers preach: "The End is Nigh!"
Avalon! Infected blood, infested land,
Avalon! No World Without an End!
Avalon! Now, I don't want to heal the world!
Avalon! And I don't want to drop the bomb!
Avalon! For it seems so close, yet so far away
Avalon! There somewhere, Avalon!
Would you tell me which way the wind. blows?.
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