I am the Holly King, the dying Sun and King of the Old Year
Like the Phoenix who rises anew from its ashes
I too shall return, born anew
As the Child, the New Sun and King
I hold in my arms
He is my son and my heir...
... I am so sorry, but this post has been moved to my new website, Widdershins, and can be found in its entirety here: I Am The Holly King
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