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We have our ways, our ways find means
The Winter King and his harvest feast
Burn the wood man! Make him dead!
Kill the thing he represents!
Hoist him up with rope or string!
Make him dangle! Make him swing!
Eternity is found again!
In the sea mixed up with the Sun
Burn the wood man! Make him dead!
Kill the thing he represents!
Feed him up with flowers and leaves!
Sacrifice him for our needs!
