Funeral Pyre - Tribulation

I will guide your journey

And you will have your due of flames

Accept my humble sacrifice of the chosen few

Slain and flayed before the pyre

I’ll make your wish come true

The beautiful dead that surround me now

Burnt black by the fires of death

The beautiful dead that surround me now

The transition through flames into the night

As the fumes rise from the funeral pyre

Oh, immortals hear my call, I’ve shorn my hair and lit the pyre

The stars shine and the fires cast light on the mournful choir

Winds, I summon you, from the north and from the west

Gather to feed flames, come forth to greet your guest

Blood is shed

The wine is spilled

Bellowing smoke from the tripods

No words unsaid

The deed fulfilled

An offering to the gods

Gathered now the burnt remains

A stark reminder of the pains

On the road to immortality

Where lesser men would die

The rites are ended on the morrow

The bones interred beneath the barrow

Enshrined in gold forever more

Pray Elysium awaits, and the names go on

The beautiful dead that surround me now

Burnt black by the fires of death

The beautiful dead that surround me now

The transition through flames into the night

As the fumes rise from the funeral pyre