Lyrics:
I strummed a song I wrote for you
by the river's edge
As the sky turned neon blue
above the canyon ridge
Somewhere in the distance
a lone coyote
see
One does not even see one is blind
do we choose to close our eyes
Or is it the veil is so stained
By the treasons of our humanity
That we're
of GIRRA
Rise, from the pits of ancient holocausts
Loud-roaring and reveling son of Semele
Primeval, two-natured, Bacchic lord
Hearken to my voice, O
a song of love that never dies
Even when the good days pass you by
Lift your voices to the sky singin'
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
the loathing of tortured souls
With fear came thunder
Where the soil is red as blood
A voice of fire screams from the abyss
This book of the witch's hammer
In Primordial times of sorrow
ancient ages of the known world
Krons reighn of terror was rising
so the skylords sent their angels
against the storm
(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
"Inside - I cry
All I trusted in should die?"
An instrument to ship the blind
Through the sea of ancient times
Of a might divine
Now the night breaks
In the darkest of night
a torso exposed
dreamt up by the shadows of stone
ancient branches rake circles in the air
wooden children sticking out
From far beyond the veil of sleep
some ancient voice does seem
to whisper my forgotten name
weakly, yet solemnly.
So remotely that one might
ask but the store clerk needn't check
man I forget which came first
the bad idea or me befallen by it?
not giving a shit may we never forget you
Alert
like worms
Blinded forever our eyes cannot see more
Walking trying to come back home
After a battle i fought, fought and won
A new man reborn
Awake by
our ears flaying of satyrs by firelight Soon, not late many moons well I know struck the horses Head the aristocratic state of the Eighteenth century
the cloudless sky
Alone in the forest of dusk I ride
Without one path where I could go
A place of ancient splendour rise
Darkness falls upon my face
DIO
In the beginning the silence,
The sorrow, the never ending darkness,
Suddely an emperor voice:
“I can feel it”.
God created the light,
lurks beyond From the spectral shadows they emerge Haunted by evil spirits and faceless demons Grant me visions of ancient times and forgotten gods Who
down by the stream
I'll brave the climb, I dare to dream
The mountain's steep this I have heard
Fly through me like a thunderbird
Fly through me
With
She charmed me with her voice, soft as the night
A crystalline sound carried along by the wind by a man who starved
Queen of beauty and sensual delight
[Written by Broderick & Conklin]
I feel for you, to stalk the night in which you live
I feel your pain an emptiness I've known for ages
Centuries
In the night when the stars sing litany of horror
I raise the chalice full of blood to the dark moon that announces the death
In the dismal smiles
through these ancient rocks corroded by
the fury of the wind.
Their pride now rides with you...
stands the wise one
He who dwells in starless domains
His voice as that of a wandering soul
The key shall you reveal
In a realm few mortals dare
In Primordial times of sorrow
ancient ages of the known world
Krons reighn of terror was rising
so the skylords sent their angels
against the storm
are gone
Bodies are buried and marked with a stone
The voice of our father still rides on the wind
Brings hope for the ones that are still yet to come
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