Across the Eerie waters,
Misty covered glass I spied
sad procession, snaking down
The dry and deathly trail.
And as my telescopic eye
Focused on the marching line,
It settled on the fallen crown,
Now covered with a veil.

The heavy weight of mourning
Drew each head to face the ground.
Muscles tight on bearers' arms
Each body cold and frail.
And through the muslin mist
The beating [bad word]  the only sound..
Twenty boats out in the bay
All ready to set sail.

[ [bad word] x 2 ]

Ashes.. take me back to earth..
Water.. quench my human thirst..
Ashes.. take me back to earth..
Water.. quench my human thirst..

[ Verse 2 ]

My bones soaked in the icy cold
And fixed me where I lay,
Until each vessel left the shore
And made a line for me.
There never was a breeze,
The leaves were silent all that day.
They say the sails were ghosts
That stole the wind to set them free.

I layed transfixed,
Felt nothing, but the beating of my fear
As flames rose up and swallowed whole
Greatest of the fleet
The others circled round
And I heard chanting fill the air,
The ashes, lifted high
We're falling back into the sea.