Down from the edge of the vale
Their views cast over his land
A noble man laid to rest
His winter years come to end
Lay down his heart and bones
And raise a mound above the ground
Seal the eternal gate
In a sea of stones he will prevail
As kin and name slowly fall
Into oblivion's embrace
Rain, wind and hail take their toll
His rock-made hall weathers all
Lay down his heart and bones
And raise a mound above the ground
Seal the eternal gate
In a sea of stones he will prevail