New Model Army

New Model Army - Trees in Winter

rate me

All rise for the king in all his rage and glory

All kneel for the queen - her secret silver whisper

Across the snowbound fields, slowly the sad procession moves

And we follow them down into the cold, cold ground

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

Al buried in the earth and the earth like stone

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