Come along shadows
And zombie dragons
All the Sidhes
And wisps upon ethereal wagons
We have a body to bury
But not in the sand
He shall be among loam
And rock
And land
He will be buried among
Soldiers of dust
In the world he ruled
Though he must
Become this corpse
In his own deathly world
Lay now in this coffin
Your body barely curled
This is a reminder
To all lost souls
Your spirit can't be hid
To my earthly ghouls
So stray not
From the path of good
And stay on the right path
Lest your soul become shadow food