Page 87 of Red Rising


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Hear the reaper sing

A tale of winter long

My girl, my girl

Remember the chill

When rains froze and snows did kill

We fell and fell

And danced along

Through icy hell

To their winter song

My love, my love

Remember the cries

When winter died for spring skies

They roared and roared

But we grabbed our seed

And sowed a song

Against their greed

My son, my son

Remember the chains

When gold ruled with iron reins

We roared and roared

And twisted and screamed

For ours, a vale

of better dreams

And

Down in the vale

Hear the reaper swing, the reaper swing

the reaper swing

Down in the vale

Hear the reaper sing

A tale of winter done