War of the Roses

In the wake of the past, a new age has begun By the bloody red rose A shadow has fallen under banners of war The rivalry thrives, bloodlines divide by hate The french battles are past Over the sea a loss of land has been told Chaos, chaos, follows in the parlament Death of a councelor Exile, exile, still with power in his dreams Return to Wales in shame again For spire and crown, for the throne of the kings The war of roses Soul after soul, in embrace by the gates of hell For a kingdom of the royal blood The madness descends by deep oblivion, alone isolate ghost Insane and mistrusted kept from command and rule A year gone to waste no sign of coming back So hopeless in his eyes Richard of York journs from outcounted to might Madness, madness, turns the tides of all we know Just god could see this fate Towern, Towern, now the dwelling for the duke A traitor in the mind of Yorks For spire and crown, for the throne of the kings The war of roses Soul after soul, in embrace by the gates of hell For a kingdom of the royal blood The real storm begins, in may '55 A dispute before Saint Albans With Somersets life in heaven the time Has come for the claim to be done Fight in the court, violence and brawl Attempted a murder against, Warwicks earl Escaped to faro lands Will of the queen for the the Yorks and Nevilles They must die, and begone Little did they know March for the struggle - War of the roses Faithful soldiers - War of the roses March for power - War of the roses A game of thrones - Act Of Accord Wedding, wedding, secretly beyond the words Revealed for all to see Battle, battle, now the kings crowns at stake May red rosed banners lead the way