From the wrath Of the child To the Phantom of the Opera
And the echoing notes of the sirens' wail The sirens' wail

From the hills To the halls To the number of the beast
And minutes from meeting the gallows pole The gallows pole

The call of the maiden

To the war To the grave Battle of Belaclava
The coming of midnight and aces high Aces high

To the time To the years To the sire of the seventh son
You will never find another way away from here

They will not fail
Will not fail
They all hear the call of the maiden

To the gold To the deep No prayer for the dying
To the daughters of men who would bring a child To end her life

To the dream Of the child To the terror of darkness
You will never find another way away from here

They will not fail
Will not fail
They all hear the call of the maiden

To the Lord Of the flies To the beast reunited
The maiden will know when her time has come The beast reborn

In the young And the fierce To the horsemen of end days
You will never find another way away from here