Hitherto great lamentaions consume us Garland feigning on the
crowns of gnomes peril Heralders don hooves in homage and
brave tales Saints rue the black sacrament final and
solemn

On White Horses
Children of the first throne
On White Horses
Our king lives forevermore

Banners garnish, spinsters bury looms and bugs Boughs and boons
move old heroes toward angels The spirit sweentens much
the taste of new seekers Fortitude has served the
bridesmaids of hallmark

Onward we go through the hills, through the snow
Our Lord for us who could be against us