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 'til the end of time.

Hidden deep under the vale of the 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.