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Ogham Carved the Tree
Buried in leaves of coll ogham woke,
marvel limbs bronze branched.
Hail the sun the arm cut hawthorn in the ground, suckle

Ogham The Blood

Blazon our field of gules, losers fell as fruit from the ash.
Proper in red we rampant perennial while sabling death per fess

Ogham Inside The Night
The trees said grian and grain,
the moor replied the ploye and pain.
Harness to field, whittle season straf.
The trees said

Ogham The Blade
Anrad we have stripped the birch,
to supplant with branch of steel. 
Cold sun spurge, the spark extinguished,
score another notch

Banba Óir

Clannad

Banba

1994

Both two hands
Of noble people
Write the ogham
In golden ireland

In young company
Noble of nature
Desire of music
In golden ireland

Ring forts

mit links einen Hit für Ed Sheeran 
Das auf Irisch, in Ogham 
Mir scheint die Sonne aus dem Arsch

Heute ist mir nach tanzen, nach rauchen von Pflanzen

back
Against the wall
The mists of time
Shroud them all
Until the sun comes out again
Oh when they wake
From the ogham scrapes
Thunder will roll

Ogham pictures on the wall with maps from where her family came
She'll never miss a mass on Sunday after a late night
No questions that she'll always make

the light stone white we ogham score ratchet the returning sun.
The sun divine sprang a single word, the sun divine to light our way.
From gort the rays down

we’ve begun,
the light stone white we ogham score ratchet the returning sun.

From gort the rays down to the suckle ailm leaf,
from the fern sail root

Ogham in the Ground
We fought death in the field fired with our spark.
We said we’d out-do death armed with gods and bark.
We saw death in the field

Ogham on The Hill
We chose the song over the score,
 traded meadow for highland moor.
Round tongue over square cut word, 
we did not amass we

Ogham The Moon
Sit with me in the evening sky,
sit with me, scead by apple tree.
Sit with me, soft melody drawn by tide,
sit with me, oghamed in

Ocean waves
Sweeping mountains
Picturesque villages
Ogham stones, Iron Age forts, ancient monasteries
Come dance with me in the streets
Dance with me in

begun,
the light stone white we ogham score ratchet the returning sun.

The sun divine sprang a single word, the sun divine to light our way.
The sun

aphorist embrace obscurants
And write in Ogham for your final lines

There's the failed lawyer haunting teen-punk shows
He'll explain his top five for

Sons of the Morrigan

Primordial

Storm Before Calm

Shone the sunset red and solemn
Where we stood and observed
Down the corners of the column
Letter strokes of Ogham carved
'Tis belike a burial