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