Polydamas:
Now it's time to dim the lights
Let the darkness take him
Down to the peace below
Where fires brightly glow
Never as bright as his soul, hmm
We'll meet again
In the next life.

Aeneas:
The sun would never set, not on him
His sky was always bright
But underneath the dawn
Is a hidden night
Darkest night
Hmm

Polydamas:
His spirit shone—

Aeneas:
Our last hope is gone—

Polydamas:
We will carry on—

Aeneas:
All our heros are gone.

Both:
Their souls just flew away
Gone like the last light of day
Dead with the sun's last ray
They left their people to pray
Hmm

Polydamas:
He would hate to see us cry;

Aeneas:
Soldiers aren't for weeping.

Polydamas:
Let go and let him die,

Both:
And let the hero lie
Strong of heart even in death, hmm

Polydamas:
And tell your sons
Of the ones gone.

Both:
The sun will never set, not on him
It isn't really night
Remember him and darkness
Will soon be bright
Brightest light
Hmm,
Hmm.