Anabioz

Lay his sword by his side
Let it based in a dead hand.
It specified a way the enemy
Also converged with it in fight.
Let lay together under the ground...
But I hear - from darkness death
Impassioned whisper, as an echo of the one,
Who lifted armies on fight.
Whose shout fighting was carried
Above battlefield as a thunder
Who a lightning in fight aspired...
Do not put my sword in a tomb
From to us I'm mortal only