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stillness in the howling wind

Love, oh, love, oh, love embrace us
In absolute magnificance

The sovereign greets us, arms extending
We bow to see we are

of the mire, the whispers of doom
All who heed consumed by gloom
One peer behind the veil reveals your tomb

The chants of the coven sweep through the land

Everything I've ever wanted
Has been moved out of place
And in my own reflection
Lies a deep end
Black curtains veil the light of day
Stuck deep

Colours of My World

Vision Divine

Stream of Consciousness

day by day

Somewhere in my dreams I can see
Lying the colours of my world
Where my spirit sometimes falls
And I wonder if there's a way to paint these

of insanity enthroned with sadness
A rebirth of blasphemy, in the kingdom is standing the greatest magesty
As a cold wind of perpetual winter, the mortal season

the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.

By the eldritch glow of black moonfire,

invite me to dance
Above the cloud of ancient unforgotten memory

Let yourself be guided by instinct
Without filters of reason
In the instinct to keep

One with eternity

Wrought by primordial chaos
To chaos you shall return

Warfare famine plague
Tearing the veils
Sewing the shrouds
Thinning the herd

I was born in the spring
The Weight of the wind
Feels so light in that time of the year
James Dean
Is the american dream
Cigarette, leather jacket

Witch-Storm

Bal-Sagoth

A Black Moon Broods Over Lemuria [2000]

reigns.
Witch-Storm!

Bright fires agleam through winter's night,
Dark spells whispered on the winds,
The trees enrob'd in veils of frost,
Moonfire

night

My mind and I wandered, sometimes together

cnd I counted the street lamps that I walked by


My hands are shoved in my pockets, I pretend I'm

the Oscars
Best on screen performance, me
Director, god
I connect events in my life 
Just like Mayans did the stars
I created my own path
Script it like Dean

of glass
Lines drawn in the sand
Heart grenades lost by the beach
Cast from war-torn hands

Clouds moved in
The sky got dark
A biting wind grew cold
And it

The Midnight Mother revealed to all
We've been here for so long
Unmade by the Golden Shard
The warnings hidden in a Song
Unknown to the ones we scarred
We spark

Was on my lunch break on a dae in April in high school
My friend said wanna spark it up I said yeah man that's cool
Wasn't the type to really be

think about, keep going, mislaid
Cursed by choice, dead inside, blown by wind, everything vanished
Sell your soul, sell yourself, sell it all, even your

scared, it's going to be just fine
He will meet you in the Elysian Fields

I see the past drifting by
Winds traveled darker
Now bright before my eyes
So I

hard to digest
Met a doctor by name of Dean
And he got us back to feeling our best
Ooh take me 'cross the galaxy
Shotgun I'm not sitting in the backseat

Roses of Picardy

Mario Lanza

The Song is You

2008

And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
 
Roses are

the igniparous rain surfaces
And entangles us
Hear me now, feel me now
I am the mystical tone of absent winds
And will carve your name in the concealed halls

the scenery sweeping by easily enter my body
And I'll send you all this message in code
Under ground, over mountains, through forests and deserts and cities

WALKING AGAINST THE STREAM
HIS LEGS SINKING DEEP
IN BETWEEN THE SHADOWS OF HIS STREET
HE S THE YOUNGEST DEAN

WHERE S YOUR HEAD AT
MY SWEETEST KING

I Passed True Love By
Written By: Roger Younger (Fabskat/BMI)

Iím reminiscing about a lover like a song
Died long ago somewhere in Georgia
These

accompanied by none
But this solitude and the fantasy
Of your hand in mine
For the time being
I dismiss these unattainable wishes
Despite all rapture brought