Bruce Dickinson
Isle of Avalon
[Intro]
I can hear them floating
On the wind
Immortal souls, their weeping
Saddens me
Mother Earth, you know
Your time is near
Awaken lust, the seed is sown
And reaped

[Verse 1]
Through the western isle
I hear the dead awaken
Rising slowly to the call of Avalon
The cauldron of the head of Annwyn
Laced with envy
Dark around its edge
With pearl and destiny

[Verse 2]
All my days, I've waited
For the sign
The one that brings me closer
To the Isle of Avalon
I can feel the power
Flowing through my veins
My heart is beating louder
Close to Avalon
[Bridge 1]
I can hear you
Can you hear me?
I can feel you
Can't you feel me?

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Fertility Mother Goddess
Celebration, sow the seeds of the born
The fruit of her body laden
Through the corn doll
You will pray for them all

The image of Mother Goddess
Lying dormant
In the eyes of the dead
The sheaf of the corn is broken
End the harvest
Throw the dead on the pyre

[Chorus]
I hear her crying the tears of an angel
The voices I hear in my head
Blessed, the fruits are the corn of the earth
Mother Earth, holy blood of the dead
[Instrumental Break: 3:40-5:36]

[Bridge 2]
Mother Earth
I can hear you
Sacrifice
Now united

[Verse 3]
Rising levels of the tidal lakes
Protect them
Keepers of the Goddess
In the underworld
Holding powers of the mystics
Deep inside them
Nineteen maidens
Guardians of the Otherworld

Mortal conflict
Born of Celtic legend
That, apart from seven
None returned from Avalon

[Bridge 3]
Mother Earth
I can feel you
My rebirth
Now completed
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Fertility Mother Goddess
Celebration, sow the seeds of the born
The fruit of her body laden
Through the corn doll
You will pray for them all

The image of Mother Goddess
Lying dormant
In the eyes of the dead
The sheaf of the corn is broken
End the harvest
Throw the dead on the pyre

[Pre-Chorus 2]
To have the belief of others
Looking for the Isle to
Show them a sign
Fertility of all mothers
Stood in silence
Waiting now for their turn

The gateway to Avalon
The island where the souls
Of the dead are reborn
Brought here to die
And be transferred into the earth
And then for rebirth

[Chorus]
I hear her crying the tears of an angel
The voices I hear in my head
Blessed, the fruits are the corn of the earth
Mother Earth, holy blood of the dead

[Outro]
The water in rivers and rhynes
Rises quickly
Are flowing and flooding the land
The sea shall return once again
Just to hide them
Lost souls on the Isle of the dead