Masquerading, the grey vultures Coalescing in black swansongs …Of the dead …As the dead sigh Therein the quickening shadows Kisses upon lifeless fingers …As the dead sigh …As the dead sigh …Of always …As the dead sigh Over the frontier of always In remembrance, they are anthems …The anthems …Forget not …For those gone …Forget not Never… Down by the waters, beneath the willow drapery Cold, timeless prince…Cloaked in raven wings With two penny moons, pa**age through the boatman Across starlit waters, where dreamscapes are golden… How they lived they will be remembered We now stand in the footsteps of the anthems Ne obliviscaris For the noble souls that were and will be On…the dead sigh on Ne obliviscaris They are anthems Ne obliviscaris Forget not…forget not…forget not…never What waits beyond in exile's garden sings of the unknown The renaissance of d**h echoes eternally, all's not lost d**h echoes d**h echoes Forget… Forget not?