Take your father0s body to the fields
When he dies alone
He was poor of armor and shield
But he had the one that made him strong
Chorus:
Open wounds and blood flows
Wounded, only the gold of Bifrost will heal
When the eclipse comes and find farewells are done
Then they draw it forth
Only want to touch its shining form
Now all of them, his sons are one
--Chorus--
Take your father's body to the fields
When he dies alone
The broadsword of wounding is now yours to keep
It cuts deeper than man's arm could cleave
--Chorus--
--Chorus--
Only rainbow's gold will heal
