Then there shone lights, Of beams the brightest, That beacon was upon the earth, As a fiery tower seen beneath the sky, Bright as the sun, A song of triumph sun, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels' sound may voice relate! But here they bear forth, Birds screech & grey-wolves bay The war-wood still clashes, Where shield answers sword Woe-deeds come to pa** That which man's hatred desire to fulfill, Now the moon shines Wandering under clouds, The raven hovered, shimmering dark Then the fire feedeth on a fleeting body's life The spirit of the lost journeys onward As funeral pyre consumes flesh & bone A song of triumph sung, Throughout the air, Threnody to the fallen, Filled with joys, For the love of those ones missed, With angels' sound, All there within That in the world, May voice relate, A song of triumph sung!