Can you hear the heavenly calling? 
Summoning your soul
Fear not - leave this world behind
Shed your mortal coils
The hour has struck, the time is at hand to take the final step
The years of toiling are over now, lay yourself to rest
Close your eyes, enter peace and relieve your troubled mind 
Bask in the light of a fulfilled life that you now leave behind

Ars Moriendi – The art of dying
Ars Moriendi – The art of dying

Stay strong in this hour of parting
Do not feel despair
Another world lies waiting
And you'll find solace there
The past exists no more, my friend, it never really did
All that remains are the memories and those you shared them with
No regrets, no words or prayers could ever change a thing
So embrace eternity’s encircling silver wings

Ars Moriendi – The art of dying
Ars Moriendi – The art of dying

The hour has struck, the time is at hand to take the final step
The years of toiling are over now, lay yourself to rest (Ars Moriendi)
Close your eyes, enter peace and relieve your troubled mind 
Bask in the light of a fulfilled life that you now leave behind (Ars Moriendi)

Ars Moriendi (Ars Moriendi ) – The art of dying (The art of dying)
Ars Moriendi (Ars Moriendi ) – The art of dying (The art of dying)
Ars Moriendi

Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Si ormen är tagen
Och glädjen är stor,
I länkar är han slagen
Och väntar domedagen
I burn, där han bor,
Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Gudlov vi have Sturen
Instoppad i buren! 

Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Herr Larses postillor
Vi vele giva Hin,
Och så herr Bengtses brillor,
Låt kalla våra frillor
Från staden hitin,
Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Låt fylla mer i stopen
Att läska frillohopen! 

Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Vår tid vi vele öda
Med dryckjom och svir,
Så drickom oss röda,
Så drickom oss döda
I gott Malvasir,
Klunkom, Welam Welamsson,
Och blomstrom och blommom,
Åt Hecklom vi kommom.

Silver beams break through the clouds
Reaching down to touch the earth 
Astute perception of contemplation
Heralds the dreadful goddess’s birth

Pale Fire and the Dreadful Goddess
Pale Fire
Pale Fire and the Dreadful Goddess
Pale Fire

She is seen through reflective eyes
By those receptive to her ways
For he who truly understands
Will find a way out of the maze

Pale Fire and the Dreadful Goddess
Pale Fire
Pale Fire and the Dreadful Goddess
Pale Fire

Stare into the horizon
Infinity waits beyond
The voyage seems eternal
Here today, but tomorrow we’ll be gone

Steering through the stormy sea 
On a ship for the holy land
Some have walked the hallowed halls
Some have blood on their hands

Pilgrims at sea
Adrift in uncertainty
All we are
Are pilgrims… Pilgrims at Sea

We are brought together
By a common destination
Yet we all have different goals
To suit our views of salvation

Pilgrims at sea
Adrift in uncertainty
All we are
Are pilgrims… Pilgrims at Sea

Sail away!

Pilgrims at sea
Adrift in uncertainty
All we are
Are pilgrims… Pilgrims at Sea

At the edge of eternity
On the crest of evermore
Where time waits diligently 
For the Last One through the Door 

The withered shell of eons past
Lingers on
The ever-flowing stream dries up
Parched then gone

All creation breathes silently
Stillness choked its mighty roar
Awaits the steps anxiously
Of the Last One through the Door 

The withered shell of eons past
Lingers on
The ever-flowing stream dries up
Parched then gone
For here it all must end
Nothing waits beyond