The fiery gates of moments past
Await our doomed entreat
To walk the steps long placed before
In shadow and in heat,
'Cause destiny has holds on men
That men shall never keep

And shores of blue and crystal skies
Shine brightest in the dead-man's eyes,
An inch from death and miles from breath,
Forgotten thoughts men have not kept

And so with skeletons they will keep,
Through tears of joy and bitter weep,
Through nights of endless, endless sleep,
Among the shadows and the heat