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