His root built the house
She's from the ancient blood
In the sad day he followed the son
while she with the friend stood
Like a northern star he's leading the way
A symbol of beauty, she's a southern star
She hears his screams and whispers
So distant yet she's not far
She looked to the west
while he prayed towards the east
He knows all her prayers
but she's never been to his feast
For the battle they're getting ready
Hand in hand they walk the road
On his right she stands tall
Praying to God to ease the load
Chosen before she was born
A chalice to a coming knight
Unity by the house was a dream
Victory will come and shine the light
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