Between three heights Firstborn of three nights Was freed in sacrifice On sleep of bone I fell Wrapped in bark of nameless weald Blind my sight with wealth For wraiths my gaze beheld On grey wood sheared Black plated names To shores of the dead Light my sail aflame Wash away the shrift On lake of regret And release me adrift Neither moon nor sun On house of the vanished one We mourn in wordless tongue We mouth the grief unsung One gone forever will not grieve One lost forever will not dream