The Old Ways Remain

Come sing with me A tune of devilry White orchid trees Their shade so heavenly Honoured by Venus With gifts of honey mead Come sin with me O, godlike we shall be You'll find us there Come sing with me Join us in revelry Nothing, it seems Escapes their irony Comus is reeling The laughter of a dream Come sin with me O, what a wicked scene You'll find us there I can see The hellfire Falling free Come sing with me Of barren auguriеs We'll drink and feast To friends and еnemies Bacchus will lead us Into the wine-dark sea Come sin with me O, godlike we shall be You'll find us there I can see The hellfire Falling free They want to see you Let's have the last of this wine They want to see you You've reached the end of the line

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

I know you Never one to follow any rules Yeah, I was your fool When all the world seemed strange and new You gave me forgeries It took me far too long to see That's praise of a kind Ask the dead, they only want to live again Ipsissimus Alone with illusions From the lotus we lived in confusion With nothing to lose My Severin and devil's muse Forgotten nepenthe We've gone too far now, haven't we? Too late to rewind Ask the dead, they only want to live again Ipsissimus So very tired I've offered you all that I can Yet we go 'round and 'round again I hear your laughter as I'm kicking in the sand Your holy mountain's a dead end

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Eugenie 1970 What have you brought for me? Never had I thought it possible Of one so young and free Eugenie, my sweet Eugenie Your heart's not cruelty-free There's more in this than in your philosophy Eugenie 1970 You're heavy company The devil couldn't best you For wit or charm With all his finery Eugenie, my sweet Eugenie It's time for you to see There's more in this than in your philosophy Now comes the hour Now comes the mystery Eugenie 1970 Lissome pervеrsity The wicked marquis took up his pen And said thе whip shall set you free Eugenie, my sweet Eugenie Behold our masterpiece There's more in this than in your philosophy

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Lolly Willows, lost and found Unearthed in a fable Lolly Willows, 'round and 'round Death's head in a ladle Lolly Willows, not a sound A hare in the stable Lolly Willows, nether-bound The devil's at her table Lolly Willows - she won't love you Lolly Willows, lost and found Lolly Willows - she won't love you But we hope she's coming 'round Lolly Willows, lost and found Unearthed in a fable Lolly Willows, 'round and 'round Hop flowers for ale Lolly Willows, gone to ground Unwilling, unable Lolly Willows, nether-bound The devil's at her table Lolly Willows - she won't love you Lolly Willows, lost and found Lolly Willows - she won't love you But we hope she's coming You might also like Powers of Darkness Blood Ceremony Eugenie Blood Ceremony Goodbye Gemini Blood Ceremony (Flutе Solo) Lolly Willows - she won't love you Lolly Willows, lost and found Lolly Willows - she won't lovе you But we hope she's coming

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

When the light begins to pale See the dance of the thresher's flail We've sure had a lovely time Lately, lately It comes in waves, it comes inside Its ebb and flow is like a lunar tide Now the sky is falling Something from the void is calling Whispering a promise of strange delights Powers of darkness rise Let the night come alive Powers of darkness Raise your hands to the Mother of Sighs Persephone the flower queen For winter's thaw her coming's just the thing Well, she hasn't been on time Lately, lately The end is ever drawing nigh Without light life's not easy on the eyes Take your leave Find us where the shadows meet What awaits us on the other side? You might also like The Bonfires at Belloc Coombe Blood Ceremony Lolly Willows Blood Ceremony Goodbye Gemini Blood Ceremony Powers of darkness End of times, endless night Powers of darkness rise Raise your hands to the Mother of Sighs You know that something's wrong When the curtain's drawn away Oh, will you wander on And in the darkness learn the secrets of the grave? Powers of darkness rise Let the night come alive Powers of darkness Raise your hands to the Mother of Sighs Powers of darkness End of times, endless night Powers of darkness rise Raise your hands to the Mother of Sighs

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

When you hear laughter in the night Do you find safety 'til first light? Hear tell of strange things in the air There's naught like them, not anywhere (anywhere) Changelings pass before our doors Then disappear into the moors They dance like mad before their fires And seldom keep to daylight hours On they fly without a care At odds with life, and oddly rare For on this night it's goblin faire A dance macabre from yesteryear Dance to the fires at Bеlloc Coombe Yes, we'vе seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom I've lived here now gone forty years And since you ask me what I think I'd say it's wise to stay quite clear And that it's better yet to drink If you have a strong desire You'll see them at this late-night hour Take yourself into the mire So long, my friend, behold their fires Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them Life is a game Whatever remains We'll let the world away Only leave us here To while away our days Life is a game The devil away Red wine for the bacchanal Only leave us here To while away our days Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Light, with no reason Night, as mad as the dawn Flight into endless stars Falling back right where you start While walking widdershins Light, it's not season Night, when you come around Bright as the dazzling sun Who's to say? What will you come upon? While walking widdershins

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Canopy of coils Made of barberry grates Grab a piece and give a hand 'Fore it's too late Harvesting, like souls Foaming roots while we wait Boxed in bronze and incanted Over Hekate And if you think they'll be there forever You're a fool And if you wish to reap them You should be here too Haven't you heard? Chorus over out there Cutting vines Canopy of coils Made of barberry grates Grab a piece and give a hand 'Fore it's too late Magic in the earth Every leaf has its wraith Boiling time of itself Blood, flesh and scrapes And if you think they'll be there forever You're a fool And if you wish to reap them You should be here too Haven't you heard? Chorus over out there In the fields 'til the night of the day Cutting vines

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

She lay down in the mossy wood In the town of Gorran Haven And the bells rang out to save her All spare hands, they came out to look They came searching for the maiden In the grounds of Gorran Haven She lay down in the mossy wood In the town of Gorran Haven And the bells rang out to save her Her dress soaked up the mossy dew To the sound of woeful cries And the sun began to rise The townsfolk were talking in a tone so hushed Of a talе, of a town, of Gorran Haven where a maidеn was taken By the beckoning winds from the south The darkness stepped in and enveloped her form She struggled a little, not lived there a strongman that could pry her From the tightening grip of her fate Now she's dancing and laughing with tears aflame In the darkness she is luminous In the place whence she was taken In Gorran Haven Lays a stone inscribed "Fare Thee Well"

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

As we're alive, know the olden gods survive On this beach between two silent seas The bathers play, with their backs to me A darkling tune, I hear but cannot see I hear the sound of piping in the wind It's a song of the morrow Years start slipping through my head With new days dawning Hearing phantoms in the wind I hear them calling Is it Pan, whose piping in the sand Breaks the tide, and thrills me that I flee? It's time I sought to borrow As the day dies, comes the morrow Before we're ready to see I hear the sound of piping in the wind It's a song of the morrow I am the spirit of dark and lonely waters Years start slipping through my head With new days dawning Hearing phantoms in the wind I hear them calling

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

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