The Song of the Dead lyrics

Hear now the Song of the Dead -- in the North by the torn berg-edges --
They that look still to the Pole, asleep by their hide-stripped sledges
Song of the Dead in the South -- in the dust of the sere river-courses

Song of the Dead in the East -- in the heat-rotted jungle-hollows
Song of the Dead in the West in the Barrens, the snow that betrayed thеm
The grave-rnound they madе them;
Hear now the Song of the Dead!