Whalebones and crosses
Stand against the arctic sky
Wind blows through the graveyard
Where our fallen fathers lieEternal snow that covers them
The shadows of the sun
The mighty struggle on the seas
A way of life is runI'll sing for you my father
For the ancient sacred ways
How the hunter loved the hunted
How the night becomes the dayThe circle of the mighty spirit
Keeps us in its fold
The warmth of understanding
Like a light shot through the coldThen bring to me my people
Touch them with your loving hands
Lead them from confusion
Lead them back unto the landFor a sickness seems to block their path
It clouds my peoples eyes
The promise that an idle truth
Will reap a golden lieWhalebones and crosses
Stand against the arctic sky
The wind blows through the graveyard
Where our fallen fathers lieThe timeless hunt a journey back
To what we once came from
Compassion and nobility
Beneath the midnight sunThe mighty struggle of the seas
A way of life is run