Drink deep your booze, remember it well
For ?nary a soul shall dwell
The flagon?s bottom at which we meet
A pain inflicted from heart?s defeat

More booze for you, to drink it down
Remember this night, for this its crown
End the night, for the story unfolds
That for the lost, another which holds.

Drink deep the last, for the call is nigh
The story to share beneath the sky
So it is, and forever shall be
That death takes, but sets us free.

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Sarapin, in the year 762 AF.