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Return of the King Lyrics

Dark, dark is the swirling flood
Black, black is the stain of blood
Deep slumbers the apple's bud
While low fires burn
[Chorus:]
Winds blow where the night is chill
Owls shriek from the highest hill
She waits 'neath the moon until
Her lover's return

Low now is the star
In its course in the sky
Each day as it passes by
Winter is not far

Leaves fall from the dying trees
Gone there in the autumn breeze
Now locked in deep mystery
He sleeps in the earth
Here lonely the lady roves
Through frosty fields and groves
Earth waits for the king she loves
Waiting to give birth

When summer was high
And the leaves were bright green
Stags in the woods were seen
Birds blackened the sky

Red mantle and silver wing
Flash bright in the early spring
Two lovers are waiting thing
From the lady's bright face
Come, winter is passing now
Buds swell on the apple now
Earth falls and receives the plow
Her lover's embrace

All creatures rejoice
For the king and his queen
Wearing the garland's green
Now speak in one voice

[Repeat chorus]
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Songs for the Old Religion (1975)