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