Ride On, Spirit - Brymir

As he walked the barren fields

And salted the earth

The rain was an echo

And all the seasons pale and sullen

In tears of sorrow and longing

The wanderer falls

Alone adrift in damming silence

His blood is drawn

He left us an opus

For a thousand aeons to come

In Runes of salted writing

In Tears and blood

Ride on, Spirit of Joy

Although the land is dying

And all the voices singing of hope are gone

Fly on, Spirit of Joy

And shine the daylight upon

The heart of the new-born one

Your Echoes Shall always

Resound through our halls

Your ghost in reverence

Embrace to haunt me

And his name shall never be known

All his reasons forgotten and gone

Like the wind that drowned his screams

The salted earth alone

It wept and drew his form

Preserving his Essence

A Stark reminder to all

Ride on, Spirit of Joy

Although the land is dying

And all the voices singing of hope are gone

Fly on, Spirit of Joy

And shine the daylight upon

The heart of the new-born one

Ride on, Spirit of Joy

Although the land is dying

And all the voices singing of hope are gone

Fly on, Spirit of Joy

And shine the daylight upon

The heart of the new-born one