in the deepest night we string bright colored lights to celebrate the dark
nothing says merry like a bright, glowing statue in the black of night
some times i wonder am i leading or am i going the wrong way
as a specialist when your skills aren’t needed you end up waiting
an empty tower is all that’s needed to guard the frozen surface
when the cold winds blow good friends feel it too; and we’re stronger together
nothing new happens unless we accept the risk just don’t be stupid
locked in solitude as winter flexes its grip a time to reflect
our clan’s traditions help define who we are as individuals
where are we going? forward. will there be danger? just watch for the signs.
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