Ula menida tula oh (Hoary Arbor, Lord of Light) Tela omnida tula ei (Thine advent quelleth creeping night) Ona ramuhda deme os (The wicked burn, their pyres bright) Nola tulama tela ei (Smote by Levin's blinding might)
Soul without a name, heed my call Sin doth stain the hearts of us all The worm hath burrowed deep and hath grown Soon he too shall reap what is sown
Step into the storm, know its mercy Let the wind and the rain crash down over thee Lightning bright, thunder bold Guiding us forevermore
Soul fallen from grace, ware thee well Judgment thou must face, thine own hell The worm stirreth within, black as night Breeding deeper sin, foul its blight
Soul, thine end is nigh. Take mine hand All life must return to the land Lingered hath the worm, overlong Purge thy flesh of fear and be strong
Step in from the storm, praise its mercy Let the sting of the rain ne'er stray far from thee Lightning bright, thunder bold Freeing us forevermore
Now lift thine heavy head and vanquish thy sorrow Lightning doth strike Thunder doth roll
Now turn thy gaze ahead and look to the morrow Lightning shall strike Thunder shall roll on