Oh if it should my words are these arise young men fine ships to build
We were shone ourselves brothers-in-arms to serve the holy king
For soldiers denied their battle plain on comrades soon must turn
Oh the each new day brought only a sea and sky of ice and gray
And with tongues afire and glorious eyes we pledged our mission be
North for the shores of Valinor our bows and crimson sails were made
And the Bodies froze where they did fall their souls unsanctified
Ice we drank and leather did chew
But every thought in that noble company was forward bound
Those endless weeks our ships did roll
For The clime from mild to bitter ran the wind from fair to fierce did blow
And what men were left when the winds had ceased
Well the hills did turn from green to blue
For the oceans are unwholesome there
Then a wind did fling the ships apart each one to go her separate way
Our captains were strong and our lances long and our liege the holy king
Oh once again he's hurled his wind upon the silver prow
And vanish as on the decks we watched
And longed every man for some glimpse of land
Thanks give no word can drag you through
And the host that did await us there
To the lifeless plains of Valinor where reigns the dark and frozen one
Oath and prayer did turn to thoughts of homes left far behind
And The sky did howl, the hull did groan for how long I do not know
Grew dull and low of countenance
Until only another and I were left then just before his flame did fail
And the dead that slid into the seas did freeze before our eyes
Perhaps this shall reach Andilar although I know not how it can
Thanks give you cannot see those sails and faces bleach and draw
So one by one we died alone some by hunger, some by steel
