I return from whence I came
My body, withered and wrecked
I feed the earth with my ruin
My soul becomes a restless entity
Lay me within my barrow tomb
And heap my spoils around me
Slaughter my horses and bury their reins
So I may ride on glorious shores beyond
Send me to meet with my fathers
And clash with Zopyrion's arms
To riddle with Agni and watch over men
Earthen roots consume the fallen
Our bodies rot, our weapons rust
Dirge of Hades, howl agony and tears of flame
Tables set for the glorious banquet of the slain
Gaze afar, gaze beyond
Into unbound horizons ride!
Darkened skies branch anew with rising dawn
Unmade our essence soars to clouded realms
Fated to be cleansed by feral streams
Our purposeless being
The vision of fools
The sins of our fathers
Deposed was our rule
I sing the funeral chant of my kin
In the endless wake of our battles, did we win?
We sent the weak to the ground
In the endless wake out our battles, what was found?
Our Purposeless being, the vision of fools
Our efforts for nothing
The threads of life begin to fray
Hear my final words, for everything returns to nothing
Gone, the jewelled spires of splendid cities
The victories of invincible armies
Gone
The hordes of earthly kings, their names pass to legend, gone
Our conquests are forgotten
I am the voice of unbecoming
I dwell without end or remembrance
Until
