Quasi recit. ad lib.
 When thou hearest the fool rejoicing, and he saith, 'It is over and past,
 And the wrong was better than right, and hate turns into love at the last,
 And we strove for nothing at all, and the Gods are fallen asleep;
 For so good is the world a-growing that the evil good shall reap:'

a tempo
 Then loosen thy sword in the scabbard and settle the helm on thine head,
 For men betrayèd are mighty, and great are the wrongfully dead.

Chorus
 Then loosen thy sword in the scabbard and settle the helm on thine head,
 For men betrayèd are mighty, and great are the wrongfully dead.