While the gods laugh I shall stand alone Dreaming dark dreams in darkness and cold Maelstrom of passions in that hidden sea Whose waters of all-time lap the coasts of me Hail the ancient kings of Melnibone! Thy towers shall crumble down forevermore Awake the kings of ruins, the great Dragonlords Thy towers shall lay in ruins and the broken swords Hail the ancient kings of Tanelorn! Thy towers shall crumble down forevermore In darkness let me dwell, the ground shall sorrow be; The roof despair to bar all cheerful light from me: The walls of marble black that moistened still shall weep; My music hellish jarring sounds to banish friendly sleep. Silver, dark towers rise towards the sky Where the white dragons soar high Seas and oceans between the worlds dwell Great white ships there in silence sail Forever and ever...