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Winter Song
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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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'cross the snowbound field slowly the silent procession moves
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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
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The things that we said, the faith that we hold
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Buried away like the trees in winter
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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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'cross the snowbound field over and over
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