Calmly Passing Monument LyricsAn old king sits upon an oaken throne
His posture noble, regardless of the toll of times
Now weary, but once a mighty warrior
Strong by form, just by heart
He has sailed the myriad seas
Fought the elements at the barren north
Life's misfortunes were just new challenges
To experience and to learn from
In his reign there was no blame
Nor did he evade his duties
But to rule was never his passion
Though a task he had to honour
The old king sits upon an oaken throne
A grin still visible on his weathered face
When they come to carry him away
To a rest well-deserved
