The harbor slept beneath the stars Longships rocking behind their spars The sea lay still beneath the moon No soul believed danger would come so soon The night was calm, the waters blue Beneath the shore slept ancient runes I walked the docks where lanterns died And watched the dark and silent tide The dragon ships were safe and sound Their carved heads staring toward the ground Then through the mist above the bay A thread of smoke began to sway A faint grey ghost against the sky A warning no one else could spy No sailor woke No lookout cried The threat moved gently with the tide Yet hidden runes beneath the stone Began to stir and hum alone The Ember Horn Calls through the night Its ancient voice ignites the light The Ember Horn Sounds from the shore Warning us of danger before Thorsec watches Steadfast and true Seeing what no eyes can view The Ember Horn Strong and clear Brings the sleeping village near A cooking ember, small and weak Had found its way beneath the teak The dragon ship still gently swayed Unaware of the trap it laid The smoke climbed slow along the mast A silent danger growing fast Yet rune by rune the shoreline glowed The warning passed from stone to road The blue lights danced The runes awoke Beneath the drifting veil of smoke Then across the harbor air The Ember Horn cried everywhere The Ember Horn Calls through the night Its ancient voice ignites the light The Ember Horn Sounds from the shore Warning us of danger before Thorsec watches Steadfast and true Seeing what no eyes can view The Ember Horn Strong and clear Brings the sleeping village near Buckets gathered hand to hand From every house along the strand Fishermen, smiths, both old and young Moved as one with willing lungs Water flashed beneath the moon Voices worked in steady tune No hero stood above the rest The village simply did its best The flames rose high Then slowly bent Defeated by the people sent The Ember Horn Calls through the night Turning fear into guiding light The Ember Horn Strong and true Brought salvation before we knew Thorsec watches From sea to shore Protecting all we treasure more The Ember Horn Forever known As the voice that guards our home The harbor sleeps beneath the stars The dragon ship still bears its scars The tide rolls softly through the bay The danger long has passed away The horn grows silent... The sea is calm... Thorsec watches... And the village carries on...
