The Avenger,
Is roaming through the land.
Ready for the clash, for the lasting gash.

Mothers kissing sons,
With a staff in hands.
The bride is shining,
When the groom is gold.

The spirit is over town,
Waiting for me to hit the floor.
Blooming white sky for the voice of one calling tonight
Tonight fate is the red crown, (red crown)
The red crown around your door.
Time’s scattering the seeds of the morning daylight.

Shining worship choked in a wave of silver.
The offering's grief for Deceiver's pride.
Salvation man is a cup of fire.
But hope is the star,
on a morning tide
But hope is the star,
on a morning tide

The pilgrims are gathering the marching band,
The marching band's howling [bad word] is the flag a righteous man,
righteous man will hold
The pilgrims are gathering the marching band,
The marching band's howling [bad word] is the flag a righteous man,
righteous man will hold
The spirit is over town,
Waiting for me to hit the floor
Blooming white sky for the voice of one calling tonight
Tonight fate is the red crown, (Red crown)
The red crown around your door
Time’s scattering the seeds of the morning daylight

The spirit is over town,
Waiting for me to hit the floor
Blooming white sky for the voice of one calling tonight
Tonight fate is the red crown,
The red crown around your door
Time’s scattering the seeds of the morning daylight

The spirit is over town,
Waiting for me to hit the floor.
Blooming white sky for the voice of one calling tonight
Tonight fate is the red crown, (Red crown)
The red crown around your door
Time’s scattering the seeds of the morning daylight