The king is dead!

One last sacred flame
This journey is a must
The sea claims what remains
Ashes and dust

Go, fair maiden of the North
Take your place with honor and woe
Sail along, sail along
One in life, now one in death

Once there was a sanctuary
Famously beloved by the people of the realm
Now abandoned by all but the spirits
Lurking in its endlessly hollow halls

Rising high above the fields of snow
A monument for glory long dead
Nobody heeded the warnings of the wise
The lords had no concern for what they said

Overrun by the wicked from the other world
Slaughtered down to the very last child
Their souls reaped in a violent swirl
The hunt had come with the wind so wild

Cry, oh winter wind
Reap the world of warmth and light
For thou art too unkind
Bring an everlasting night

Scream, scream, oh lovely spring
Stillborn on the frozen shore
Never again shall your children sing
The wheel of seasons turns no more