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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 sung,

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!