Unsung

Beneath a silent stone

In cold caress of the earth

Where timeless sleep reigns

Where world is but a distant toll

No stars shine, no moon roams

No sun broods, no winds blow

No tunes chime amidst the bones

No prayers for the devil's own

Night falls and dawn breaks again

Autumns and winters slowly pass

And all these earthly tremors

But a remembrance for me

Mine is this forgotten song

Buried deep and heard no more

Mine is this unhallowed sleep

Deathless wait under the trees

All the years in vain I fought

All my deeds have gone to nought

Unsung is the tale of mine

Mislaid till the end of time

Hidden deep under the vale of moon

Entombed beneath the white flowers of death

Only the frail words

Written in the stone

Retell my name anymore

Only the frail words

Written in the stone

Recall my days anymore