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Five years, five years, and five once more
Upon his shoulders, burdens weigh
The opening of the Wardrobe’s door
A whole world’s hope upon him lay

Four precious gifts to them bestowed
Sister gentle, Sister brave
Temperance shoots deadly arrows
Courage brings those back from grave

Three before, he bows his head
Crowned Magnificence, king of all
Upon his orders, his soldiers bled
Death-kissed Justice standing tall.

Twice time stops, then sent away
To keep the faith in world War-destroyed
Wolfbane’s hands can only pray
Full grown man trapped as boy

One lifetime and half again
Doomed to die to live forever
Dwelling in white-lilied domain
Allowed to rest from his endeavors

None are left except sister’s blunders
Into their fold, she is wiped clean
Untamed Lion tears worlds asunder
Once a king, always king