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, the red crown around your door   Time is scattering the seeds of the mourning daylight      Shouting 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 and the marching band, the marching band's howling   Compassion is the flag a righteous man, a righteous man will hold   The Pilgrims are gathering and the marching band, the marching band's howling   Compassion is the flag a righteous man, a 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, the red crown around your door   Time is scattering the seeds of the mourning 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 is scattering the seeds of the mourning daylight