The Battle of Evermore - Robert Plant

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 of night]
The dark lord rides in force tonight and time will tell us all
[Oh, throw down your plough and hoe]
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 - repay, do not forget
The apples turn to brown and black - the tyrant's face is red
[Oh, war is the common cry]
The sky is filled with good and bad that 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 ring wraiths ride in black
[Oh, sing as you raise your bow]
No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold
[Oh, dance in the dark of night]
The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back
Bring it back

At last the sun is shining - the clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness - the sunlight blinds his eye

Bring it back - bring it back --