Freya's peaceful dying thoughts in Merlin's arms.
Leaving the Shore
Lay me down by the lake
Where I can look upon
All my childhood days
Reflected in the stillness of the water
Never have I been so free
Safe here in your arms
The breath of the trees
Is calling to me
I will make a way for you
And sing the lifegiving song
of our land.
Let me leave the shore
Where I shall walk no more
And carry onward—
A beacon to light your path
Remaining here with you
Always.
