Chaos Hysteria Madness millennial Men like flies in every corner Hell-on-earth and end-of-time These times and these places must be all wrong It's too damn hot or too damn cold, we must get out So down we go
Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Would you tell me which way the wind blows?
A second chance A second coming A second earth, a second birth, none of us will live to see Now choose your side Now choose your arms Now if you are with me, I can show the way Let us seize the day!
Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Avalon! Would you tell me which way the wind...
Beggars moan in every corner Avalon! Preachers preach: \"The end is nigh!\" Avalon! Infected blood, infested land Avalon! No world without an end! Avalon! Now, I don't want to heal the world! Avalon! And I don't want to drop the bomb! Avalon! For it seems so close, yet so far away Avalon! There somewhere, Avalon! Would you tell me which way the wind blows?