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b¯æne duguð râd ðone as weald (These Bones Became the Roots of the Forest)
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The Forest Temple
06:51
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The Forest Temple
Fell land
In seasons pass I wander the cascade
lost in the wake of Mabon
now ripen the lakes, to the tarns we ride
auburn eye in silence
lost in reveries....
gripping sward cold
vengeance under bloody skies
to perdition we ride
charge the slaughter
cast the blows with pride
on this horse until thou meets thy fate
ride the storm this night
severed lives within a blinded eye
bodies forced into the ground
treachery formed against the crown of our realm
now the time has come to fight
Thunder calls
guiding chaos light
returning the battle cry
in certainty of mine fate
With heart of stone
and head of hate
soul condemned with the blackest of marks
we behold
cowards and traitors
condemned to die...
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As The Shadows Rise
13:50
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As The Shadows Rise
Spirit born of this world
as an ageless oak afeith my soul to land and sky
we stand to defend, no enemy walk upon our sacred ground
no foe to tear these roots of pride
to stand and fight
yet not forgotten....
As echos of battle, we ride on forth
Spirit of dying elm
from whence I came, I shall return to these skies of fire
we stand to defend, no enemy walk upon our sacred ground
with fire burning in our eyes
stand, fight and die
(instrumental section)
Stand...
look not upon the growing storm
face...
with honor thy fate...
(instrumental section)
When all is lost
and countless lives cast asunder
face the realm
now fields of orchids in the blood red dawn
no pride in wasted lives
our land soaked in blood
as spirits to wander the earth
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Drifting Through Autumn Tress (These bones became the roots of the forest)
These chants will last forever
condemned with cursed pride
as shadows passed in Autumns wake
spirits of forest turned blind
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Fading Autumn Sky
02:46
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Carpathian Moonrise
09:03
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Carpathian Moonrise
The semblance of warriors at dawn light
cold breath drifts through autumn trees
in the cold shadow of Carpathia
the wolf cries alone to the night....
Sounding of the battle horns
valleys rich in the cold mourning cadence
parent earth specter to millennia past
sorrow in absurdity
To breath...
.....thy enemy's hate
To feel,,,,,,
..........thy comfort in fear
yet death is not privilege to any man
surrender to not but the mountains
for thy battles serve only the ferry man of styx
seeking solitude in isolation
escape to the forest....
Deserter destitute yet hell claims no remittance
soul to search the forest realm
Grace light mine path...
through dark oaks I walk for eternity
forgotten unto the world
in earth and oaks cradle eternal
mine splendor, I curse the false of valor
vale of hate deceives mine senses
give not thy spirit to tongue of silver
destitute to lands unknown
Through rocks and mist I climb
these roots uncertain to hold
specter of life within a covered dream
I scale the ancient fells...
In the passage of oaks, under silver sky
Carpathian moonrise
sword in hand, single eye
let Odin's hand be mine guide
Wandering the fell land
home of groundless spirits
children of battle, eternal in the ether
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Blencathra Glenridding, UK
Formed in 2017 Blencathra is inspired by the legends and landscapes of Northern England. The music aims to capture an ancient primal atmosphere.
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