[Instrumental] [The first rays of a Glorious Dawn, the warmth upon your face... the sensation that the land is awakening...]
You... gave me strenght to carry on You... pass all wordly troubles unto me You... gave my time meaning You... left your sorrow for my soul I love you
What am I but a thorn in your side? Frost in summer, to chill your heart A drifting memory of autumn decay A shadowed soul in a fetter of light An abyssic
Funeral winds... caress the flame The naked fire that soothes my flesh In darkness I can ask for little more Then a Samhain fire to lead the dead Nocturnal
Bring the women and children before me Let us make rivers of their blood Bleed for me...I wish it so and streams shall meet such rivers and seaward
(Written originally by ancient Irish pagan poet Amergin Glangel) I am the wind that breathes on the sea I am the wave, wave on the ocean I am the ray
Beneath the Bronze sky a Horizon in Flame The Oceans Boil The Earth heaves ...and seethes there is a new Sun rising that has not Risen for Thousands
Moonlight bathes my heart The birds sing my serenade The trees are whispering my Name... my name Dark romanticism, of a Kind seen no more... Lament my
The crippled oracle breathes his lungs like grit His blackened hands, like maps of ungodly lands Skin as leather, burnt by the sun This world is not for
I am the eye of the storm Axis Mundi, I fall to my knees I've realized my dark dreams, father I have become I spread my seed Have I not brought you to
Soiled hands of work, to pit a Nations Fall Skeletal hands upon the coffers of the Old World Ghosts of Men, re-writing history Red ink, from the well
My Faith is written in my blood And my gods within my Image I stand within the Sun unblinking And Rise within it's Rays It is not enough to kindle the
For those who may Rise As a Phoenix from the Ashes For those who may Devour The Fruits of Knowledge For those who coil Serpent like, with cyclical
And so the rain kept on falling Still a solitary mourner stands Beneath the sorrowed eaves Among the rotting autumn leaves And watches over you All the
"I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always
All their suppressing and their hiding Have you ever realized it corrupts your mind so deep inside? If you're passive you're trapped in their spiral Faith
The calling wind on my face Waving from the summoning of giants That heals my soul The virile fragrance of alpine tor The blowing breath of this fold
Summon the northern sphere to embrace its wisdom Bring forth the sole scroll of ethereal black enchantments Emblazon the scriptures and its devilish incantations