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 To the  of Avalon
  magic rules as king
 The  beneath the castle walls
 As  nightingale sings...
 The golden bird
 He  to me
 What happiness he 
 Like  star on a Christmas tree
 As the nightingale 
 And so we sat, hand in hand and watched  fireflies
 And never spoke  single word
 But lived to do or 
 We lived to do or 
 Back  the days of Avalon
 Where magic  as king
 The moon beneath the  walls
  the nightingale sings...
 We read of  of treason
 A soldiers legacy
 Blood beneath  crimson sky
 Fighting without reason
  the crime of loyalty
 A tattered flag left to 
  to the days of Avalon
 Where magic  as king
 The moon beneath  castles walls
  the nightingale sings...
 The branches bent
  an archers bow
 As  spread his wings
 And  beneath the gentle snow
 As the  sings...
 Back  the days of Avalon
  magic rules as king
 The moon  the castle walls
 As the  sings...
 As  nightingale sings...