Tuonela

Come to the land of everlasting rest
Where none will awake again
I lie here, now unblessed
I sleep here with my kinsmen

The ferryman allows me through
These gates of the dead
No drops of morning dew
No more precious words said

Songmaker's cry now silenced
We die tonight in the snow of the tundra
Death's sweet salience
We live forever in Tuonela