For all those who cried aloud But whose tears were never heard For questioning one almighty father Of a heavenly distanced world Beloved thee who submit The holy writings assured The golden cross stained with innocent blood But stand yet a thousand heavenward Burning naked but smiling Not full of fear but pride Knowing death [...]
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The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory I cannot fight blindfolded and I’d freeze if I should see. So I need to sacrifice my eyes to see all from within. The one eyed old man told me of a [...]
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A veil of mist, a foreign coast The calm before their battle cry Steel drawn, the line of shields must hold Through mist, the first arrow, it flies Battle, hold firm the line in battle Shoulder by shoulder, brothers at side We may stand victorious or fall This fine day, a fine day to die [...]
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Recorded April 1991. Released on album “Twilight Of The Gods”, June 1991) Father who are in the sky Hold thy hand above me Mighty is the raging waves On which I ride Mother who awaits me ashore Let your golden hair down It will shine and guide me Through the [raging] storm Heading north after [...]
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Down the vast hills in morning mist cold Into the peaceful deep valley below Twothousand stallions foaming with hate Carrying their masters towards their fate Into the battle they ride Twothousand men too young to die Massacre…… Coming from each side prepared for attack Covered in dustclouds now there is no turning back Once so [...]
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Silvern skull, sable shroud, ebon tower, onyx crown. Witchfire, black citadel, frost-shrouded steel, moon-veiled spell. The skyqueen of the dead rides forth, black storm-borne steeds, (their flanks anointed by) immortal blood, Hark to the striking of the winds, the moon burns black as slaughter reigns. Witch-Storm! Bright fires agleam through winter’s night, Dark spells whispered [...]
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Watch me, I bleed now no more My wounds one thousand and crisp as life itself it drips away a smile upon my lips Cutting, slicing, carving the blade slides deep in me running warm blood leaving my corps to be Convulsions shatters my carved limbs I now begin to feel the chill the smile [...]
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Into the granite : stave by stave carved ploughwise : now read my tale the raging ocean I have sailed many a man I have maimed Shields I have crushed with my sword women have I pleased endless nights on foreign coast my brother did fall he now dines in hall up high Erected the [...]
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Patricia Lutz, aged 20, Baltimore, Maryland Hollywood bound in 1983 Leaving trashed marriage behind, budding happy full of life The city of sun and sin, the journey to hell begins Robin D Waters impersonator of the homed one Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of misguided youths Community of misfits surrogate family Drugs and mindgames [...]
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Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon… Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft, Beneath a horned and waning moon Enchantress, heather-bride a’ dreaming, The beckoning gloom enthralls me, The Lord of Wolves haunts the forest, In brooding winter’s icy rapture, Hoarfrost glimmers ‘neath the moon, Sorcery opens fiend-haunted pathways before me. Black Stone [...]
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