Begone Prince of Darkness
The Nylons - Windham Hill Records

I woke from a dream to a rumble of thunder, the serpent percieved from within.
A feeling inside that just can't be denied says the countdown is soon to begin.

But in the darkest hour,
the human spirit sings ancient songs to me.

The tyrants will gather to worship their master,
but he will be dropped to his knees.

Be gone... Prince of Darkness... Be gone... Prince of Darkness,
you have no power... Gone... be gone!

We speak with a voice of ten million souls crying: "This war that you make is not ours."

You sit at the left hand of those who are lying, seducing with hypnotic powers.

But now your stone cold heart has started rumbling, a song has risen free.
We shall not stop with our laughter and singing, until you have been swept to the sea.

Be gone... Prince of Darkness... Be gone... Prince of Darkness,
you have no power... Gone... be gone!

You run with the spirit that moves through the city, the heart of the jungle is cold.
The seakers of truth with the hot blood of you, together we're never alone.

When every heart has finally found the courage to love with all of it's might.
The chains will be broken, the doors will burst open and we shall know the power of light.

Be gone... Prince of Darkness... Be gone... Prince of Darkness,
you have no power... Gone... be gone!