Darkest Hour

We buried our sons, we turned and fled

No growing old, the glorious dead

But we came back because one man said

Now on the beaches the blood runs red

I faced them down, the only one

I stood alone and warned the day would come

But they were wrong, appeasers every one

And not for the last time, we all stand alone

I watch the sun move away as I embrace the night

And my black dog has its day for six long years you shall not pass

Barbarians at the gates, we will overcome

Here I stand in a serenade of glory

Naked by the throne of kings

You sowed the wind and now you reaped

The whirlwind before the dawn

The darkest hour

The darkest hour

To blaze in glory like a dying sun

One last burning giant till Jupiter moves on

Turn the ploughshares into swords

You sons of Albion awake defend this sacred land

Here I stand in a serenade of glory

Naked by the throne of kings

You sowed the wind and now you reaped the whirlwind

Before the dawn the darkest hour

The darkest hour

Here I stand in a serenade of glory

Naked by the throne of kings

You sowed the wind and now you reaped the whirlwind

Before the dawn the darkest hour

Here I stand in a serenade of glory

Naked by the throne of kings

You sowed the wind and now you reaped the whirlwind

Before the dawn the darkest hour

Before the dawn the darkest hour