John Mason Neale, arranged and adapted by Loreena McKennitt) Good King Wenceslas looked out On the Feast of Stephen When the snow lay 'round about Deep
hear Our life is ours to choose Chorus Good King Wenceslaus Good King Wenceslaus looked out on the feast of Stephen. When the snow lay round about, deep
Good King Wenceslaus looked out on the feast of Stephen. When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though
: A great lord came walking through the forest one morning with a weapon in his hand; Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing, but killing was his
: Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night
in time To the thrill that I?m Once more Heading to the bedding Of her English shores The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails Eyes flickered in deep
: (Traditional) Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon
The Words of the Forest-King on the Eve of the Nexus: I am the immortal King of the Deep Woods, Servitor of the Old Gods of the Forest... I hear the
Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, Deep and crisp and even. Brightly shown the moon that night, Though
A great lord came walking through the forest one morning with a weapon in his hand; Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing, but killing was his plan
stills in time To the thrill that I?m Once more Heading to the bedding Of her English shores The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails Eyes flickered in deep
Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though
(Traditional) Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that
Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night <a
Good King Wenceslas looked out On the Feast of Stephen When the snow lay 'round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though
