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The sun will rise to see a blinding storm,
Yet this war must go on.
To ease the suffering of her land,
They must pay the price in blood.

Their screams will be heard for a thousand year,
Cold earth for ever their home,
Their blood will be seen, through a thousand tears,
At Towton.

The snow fell in sheets on the field of blood,
The river flowed with a crimson sheen.
A nation torn apart in that forlorn place,
Through death the price was paid.

Their screams will be heard for a thousand year,
Cold earth for ever their home,
Their blood will be seen, through a thousand tears,
At Towton.

The snow fell in sheets on the field of blood,
The river flowed with a crimson sheen,
To ease the suffering of her land,
Through death the price was paid.

At Towton.
Pay the price in blood at Towton.

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