White Rose

I'll tell you a tale of when time had no meaning
 When legend and history walked hand in hand
 When the swords of the mighty had bested the dragon
 But the Elven still walked in the land.
 White Rose: Queen of the Summer,
 White Rose: Queen of the Fall,
 White Rose: the new guard will follow
 White Rose: the old guard will fall
 The sun and the moon were fixed in the heavens
 The whole world grew weary as summer stood still
 A Queen of great courage and the heart of a dragon
 Set her throne above the Elf hill
 White Rose: Queen of the Summer,
 White Rose: Queen of the Fall,
 White Rose: the new guard will follow
 White Rose: the old guard will fall
 The queen on her throne called the Elven before her
 And said, "Look around you, Time should march on.
 I ask you to bow and make history the victor,
 The day of the legends is gone."
 White Rose: Queen of the Summer,
 White Rose: Queen of the Fall,
 White Rose: the new guard will follow
 White Rose: the old guard will fall
 The people approached her to offer their blessings
 And each brought red roses to lay at her feet
 But the Elven came forward to lay their last flowers
 White as the summer's defeat
 White Rose: Queen of the Summer,
 White Rose: Queen of the Fall,
 White Rose: the new guard will follow
 White Rose: the old guard will fall
 The cycles of time weave the world in their circles
 And the flower-crowned queen is among us again
 While the Elves have their place in the verses of legend
 But not in the history of man.
 White Rose: Queen of the Summer,
 White Rose: Queen of the Fall,
 White Rose: the new guard will follow
 White Rose: the old guard will fall