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Golden Round


Lyrics: Master John Inchingham            
Music: Traditional Chassidic melody



Chorus:
Red knight falls, enshroud his regal light
Pale son tall, claims scepter bright
Grief and mirth in twain turn 'round about
Cry the exit of the dragon with a lingering shout
Verses:
King bows before a fickle throne
Prince comes into his own
Who next will don the dragon crown?
Prove your mettle to the Middle
Dare to dance the golden round

New liege rises like the morning dawn
Fresh reign, auspicious omens' spawn
Bold young star, battle born emblazes all
Make your mark on Midrealm lore
Before the dragon slayer calls

Old liege sets in legendary dusk
Burnt orb, empty ember husk
Yet land's lord 'til the changing of the sire
Yield the dragon monarch mantle
To the heir of crimson fire

King bows before a fickle throne
Prince comes into his own
Who next will don the dragon crown?
Prove your mettle to the Middle
Dare to dance the golden round

Lyrics © 1996 Steve Katlack
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