“Stone by stone and crafted by my hands
The tomb of Ereg Tal here stands
‘Til the end of time may be
Shall his goodness shine on thee.
Chiseled by the hands of Kor the Storm
Liegeman of Ereg Tal in peace and war
For to entomb his master’s bones
And thus to build eternal home.
Know ye who stand before the portal
Ereg was Titan, but not immortal
The Lord of Death did strike the blow
That laid my Mighty Master low.
Mortally wounded was Ereg Tal
The King I loved the most of all
And so I bore him to this cave
And from the stone carved our two graves.
About his blessed neck I placed
The Golden Torc, in life given free,
As Symbol of my fealty
So I sealed it in the sepulcher with he.
To the end stand I the honor guard
‘Til life empties from my mortal gourd
Know all that Ereg Tal was the beloved Master to Kor
Faithful Servant to His Lord.”