Winter Marches On

(oooh, ohhh, mmmm)



The trade's on.

She drains emotion -

To drink from,

The breast of fortune

Dreams have frozen,

Crystal in the morning

Birthtime rose,

A thorn for coronation.



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All arise from your rest

We'll find enough there to feed you.

Soon you'll belong to the blessed

Spare us your lives while we need you.



Loud, is the music, the crowd is ringing

Out, of my head as the winter marches on...



Loud is the music the sky is bringing

Out of my head as the winter marches on...

Loud, is the music, the crowd is bringing

Out, of my head as the winter marches on...



Loud is the music the sky is ringing

Out of my head as the winter marches on...



And on...

Winter marches on...


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