The Immortals of Thule

Once long ago I was a man,

Took pleasure in simple things:

The blowing of the breeze

That caressed my fields,

A jug of ale so sweet,

The embrace of my wife

On a long winter's night

By the crackling fire of the hearth...

Then one day I sailed away,

My armor sparkling in the sun

With my sword and spear in hand

To far away lands, towards Thule...

My eyes beheld secrets of the gods

What mortal eyes are not meant to see:

The monsters at the edge of the world,

The magic that still endures...

I stood before the wonders

Of a sunken world forlorn;

My heart was fearless then

The blood a' pounding in my veins...

I But a curse, on me was laid

To stay and never homeward sail,

Immortal I became, a guardian of the cave,

One of the immortals of Thule...

Now I cannot remember

No matter how hard I try

The simple things that gave me joy

Once upon a time...

The years will pass me by

And wax into eons long

But forevermore I will stand

As an immortal in Thule

Alongside my comrades

In the cold and crystal-lit caves

Doomed to sail no more

Nor see my home's blessed shore...