ship is burning, out at sea
 Flames in the dark, caught on the breeze
 Watched from the shore, with tear-stained eyes
 The king is dead but a phoenix will arise
 From yesterday till tomorrow
 On ancient stones, on misty moors
 Are carved the names of those who came before
 Washed in moonlight, the shadows move
 Their voices calling out to you
 From yesterday till tomorrow...