Emerge from the evening mist Congregation with torches lit A solemn path to stone filled shores A ship awaits for the voyage home Corpse in ceremonial form With sword and shield adorned Kinsmen silent in mourning The ravens call resounding From midst the tinder Spark births rising flame The horn sounds In the distance Its resonance Beckons the fire Orange glow reflecting endlessly Upon the tides of an abysmal sea Shimmering light The end of an era Drifting from this realm In all its splendor A beacon in black horizon Return to the halls of your fathers Drink to your glorious deeds Sing songs of battle and honor Reunite with the olden kings The now distant fire has ceased What remains is claimed by the sea They lift their heads to the rising sun The last shadow of night has gone From the forest echoes the distant cries Lo! Lament for out chieftain died A stone ship for our once great king May it guide his way to the halls on high Though his body will wither away His legend and glory will never fade