Avalon
by Blayze

Wandering through the Faery mists of old
Dragon’s eyes appear as slits of gold
Everywhere the creatures stir and run away
Intruders all are we upon this day
Enchantment all around and round and round

The tides run deeper now within us all
Waters echoing the silent call
Time is running slower than before
The ringstones gleaming now atop the Tor
The barge is floating by and by and by

The Priestess calling out from deep in trance
Followers within great circles dance
Power flowing through the moonlit night
Drawn towards the holy ancient rite
The magic lingers on and on and on
In Avalon