ZD576
The isle is calling heroes
A green siren set apart
The flying men have landed with a start
In the corridors intelligence weave a shroud of negligence
The swords are rusted to a stain
And I don't know where to place the blame
There's something wrong in avalon (x2)
Once the future king, malfunction
Now the confidence has gone
The differential airspeed
The instruments and information feeds
The dossiers dosed and fixed
ZD576
A black mark, an unfound plane
And I don't know where to place the blame
There's something wrong in avalon (x2)
Once the future king, malfunction
Now the confidence has gone
A house rises from the grime
Cloaked in white somite and shine
The heroes come to rest at last
Too late to climb too young too fast
No accolades no names, no fame
And I don't know where to place the blame
There's something wrong in avalon (x2)
Once the future king, malfunction
Now the confidence has gone
ZD576
(spoken) The Ministry of Defence notes the committee's report, but does not accept its conclusion