When the northern wind destroys
The castle of leafs and twigs
Built on the residue of bones of the ones
That stomped this soil in times past
With frozen feet in wolf winters
In heed of the same honorable slayer
Of blizzard nights as these
The words spoken by your treachery will fail
Will fade into the winter air like smokeless breath
And the light poles along the road to the big square
Will hold the snares that strangles the thoughts
Of the traitors that sold the thousand year old monarchy
For church silver and pats on their backs