I have lived my life upon my sword,
And I shall not fail thereat,
To burn your corpse upon a pyre,
Of the fire that you begat.

May you walk blind among the ash,
And scour your flesh with thorns!
A nameless prince of earth brought low,
In a nameless battle in the snow,
And spit your words of spite and woe,
To unforgiving kings.

I know not words of wisdom,
I have no home or hearth,
But I have a sword unbroken yet,
And a horn for those you fain forget,
A toast to the dead you owe a debt,
And...