All rise for the king in all his rage and glory
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All kneel for the queen - her secret silver whisper
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Across the snowbound fields, slowly the sad procession moves
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And we follow them down into the cold, cold ground
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Remember the things that we said
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The faith that we hold, the trees in winter
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The things that we said, the faith that we hold
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Al buried in the earth and the earth like stone
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Trees in Winter
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| New Model Army |
