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Album: Track 5 on A Nordic Poem
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Spirit of the ash tree Dweller in the oak, Thy realm I wish to traverse; I whisper the ancient verse Whisper the ancient verse Passage safe to earn. Gods of the earth, You who made sylvan breath Hear now my spells Hear now my spells As I flirt nightshade In pagan forests primeval Where dusk enthroned is king! Once upon a day On the wings of fairytale, Shamanic paths I take Where in adoration Wolves to the moon bay; To the moon bay Another figure I bcome Inside the sylvan canvass Hidden, away far from your world I have ridden! Spireless lands await me In a world of elder magecraft Elven runes engraved Upon hyperborean skies Like stars arrayed. The man in black There he awaits; And there's no coming back! Forest calling to mine ear Distand echoes of the Dryad. Enthralled I stand by this woodland melody. Upon the altar of yew Before Fangorn's palace The Elven heart is beating; Rhythm of my breathing My hands lie bleeding Dagger bitten grimly An offering of life To ethereal folk I sing. An eerie moon be
ckons me Gnarled boughs whistle Attuned to a magic wind, Call of elder arts I hearken! Rings of stones, Idols of crows Whilst primordial wonders stir the air Trees lively welcome me In this mystical realm Of eldritch sorcery and Faery runes. Faery runes...
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