Winter Song

All rise for the king in all his rage and glory
All kneel for the queen, her secret silver whisper
'cross the snowbound field slowly the silent procession moves
And we follow behind, down to the cold ground
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Remember the things that we said, the faith that we hold, the trees in winter
The things that we said, the faith that we hold
Buried away like the trees in winter
All rise for the king in all his rage and glory
All kneel for the queen, her secret silver whisper
'cross the snowbound field over and over
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