Procession Of The Kings (Re-Imagined) 歌词

Nightfall as the king led his great army ahead So small was the hope to make it without bloodshed But stars fought off the dark of the rising night like the little boy fought off any fear He felt as he ran to try to once more make the kings join hands The cool breeze of summer dancing ‘round them Like weeping flowing in the woods so dim Holding memories of fallens ones at the Frost King’s hand Words of from where their conflict did stem Ringing like a wee human seraph's hymn Echoed in the Fey King’s mind as he gazed out on his land For once, he did not know what to believe Coming near the place where they would meet with their foe The humming of the woods died down with much worried woe Doubts faded away within that lush grove When he gazed upon the fear in the eyes of his people That he thought he had failed to protect The soft chill of autumn lurking 'round them Like wailing surrounding the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Fey King’s hand Knowing that this would bring war's mayhem Tears fell to the wee human seraph’s hymn Holding on to dreams that the kings would both share the woodland Swore to be brave and wiped them on his sleeve The cool breeze of summer dancing ‘round them Like weeping flowing in the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Frost King’s hand The soft chill of autumn lurking 'round them Like wailing surrounding the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Fey King’s hand Surrounding the procession of the kings The soft chill of autumn lurking 'round them Like wailing surrounding the woods so dim Holding memories of fallen ones at the Fey King’s hand Surrounding the procession of the kings