Winterfylleth The Threnody Of Triumph
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 pass
That which man's hatred desire to fulfil
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!
