When I'm gone and my time had come to shut these eyes of mine 

No stones must be erected I will leave but ash behind 

Tell no tales about me when you gather around your fire 

I'll be one with mother earth not dining in no hall up high 



I have no master I swear no oath 

The gods may pass me by 

I steer the horse I choose to mount 

When the storm draws near and the blood rain from the sky 



One life hardly a notch made in the bark of tree of time 

One death hardly a drop of blood on the reapers shiny scythe 

I take not a thing with me where I will go on the day I die 

When my star has ceased to shine, but in a shallow hole I'll lie I'll lie 



Nobody died for my sins 

No faith tied to my name 

The path I choose to walk is mine 

When the clouds turn red and the horizon as in flames 



My blood my heart my soul my hands my feet 

My hair and eyes my head my lips and teeth 

My arms my legs my cock my choice and life 

My loungs my mind till the day I die