The Pagan Manifesto

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Listen o ye my old friend Hear my songs echoing out through the archways of the elms On the leaves my bare feet tread I leave a trace of my existence with my bitterness and aims Surrounded by a cloak of haze Lacerating and trying to wound my weary flesh and firm belief Step by step in this dark maze (Step by step in this dark maze) I try to find a sign that leads me far away from the relief All the miles to cover A little closer to the gale I face this storm crying out my wail Through perilous, insidious ways I walk uneasy steps... I'm led by grief (I walk uneasy steps... I’m led by grief) The soil I tread is crumbling Like shifting sands is eating me away It's taking me under, no air to breathe, no blood to bleed Wake the fury, the cry for mercy Feel the winter's fire Back to old days where I can recall My candid unready desires Abortion, contention, turned to new life and redemption Carried away by all that's said and done, I'm a teardrop away from salvation - from my own liberation Now the time has come, and my path undone All the boundaries've been broken, chains are dead and gone Now the time has come, and I am the one A reign of renewal, carved in my roots The king of the elves... is back! One night I heard the owls say: "Find the truth beneath the stars and travel back to heaths of green" A memory from long ago Vague images are floating like a branch I need to cling to I have been under siege But overwhelmed my enemies I'm still alive, prevail the realm Through perilous, insidious ways I walk uneasy steps... I’m led by grief (I walk uneasy steps... I’m led by grief) The soil I tread is crumbling Like shifting sands is eating me away It’s taking me under, no air to breathe, no blood to bleed Standing by the oak tree, crooked bones all over me Knock, knock, hear the clock The spiders now are stitching up Standing by the ghost tree, lumpy, knotty old tree Tic, Toc, Tic, Toc All my time is running out I yearn for my release (tear it up, tear it up, tear it up) Disheartened bars contrived with hurt A weave of broken dreams (tear it up, tear it up, tear it up) Is caging me yet I will run away Standing by the oak tree, crooked bones all over me Knock, knock, hear the clock The spiders now are stitching up Standing by the ghost tree, lumpy, knotty old tree Tic, toc, tic, toc All my time is running out Standing by the oak tree, crooked bones all over me Knock, knock, hear the clock The spiders now are stitching up Standing by the ghost tree, lumpy, knotty old tree Tic, toc, tic, toc All my time is running out I yearn for my release (tear it up, tear it up, tear it up) Disheartened bars contrived with hurt A weave of broken dreams (tear it up, tear it up, tear it up) Is caging me yet I will run away The light of a new day is born Caressing with its morning breeze Crimson winds are gone with dawn With every memory to seize Stand and hail the sovereign Dethroned, banished in slavery Acclaim and revere the new King Crowned with just own reverie, Our dream and fantasy Dreaming away Find another way to live and Find another dawn and another place Dreaming away Try to be strong within and Find another path and another road Dreaming away Give relief to the scars of yesterday Washing away, oh... All the blames you have already paid for... oh... Now the time has come, and I sing my song ...of a small boy chasing daydreams, reaching high above Now the time has come, and I am the one The passionate heartbeat and my soul ablaze I have been crowned... Through abduction, subversion, deep inside, a wild commotion No more at war with all that's said and done, I have finally conquered salvation - and my own liberation Now the time has come, and my path undone All the boundaries’ve been broken, chains are dead and gone Now the time has come, and I am the one A reign of renewal, carved in my roots The king of the elves... is back! With tears in my eyes, I now follow my heritage I have been crowned the new Elvenking With tears in my eyes, I now follow my heritage I have been crowned the new Elvenking

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Born under red skies Dungeons and darkness Six bards - one of a kind OH - OH We dance on the witches' night Music and spirit for the outcast brotherhood Six bards - one for all OH - OH the Elven family Fire, round the flames we dance to our reels Pronouncing our rites Legions scream out words of heathenry and magic We are the Monsters, the Tragedy Poets Wanderers and we fight back We're as one with the sky We are the Pagan Legions, sons of Mother Earth Back to pagan roots We light the fires of purity, minority We are the Elvenlegions on the rise! Legions on the rise Heathenreel and witchcraft Poems and legends Six torches warm in the night WE ARE - WE ARE casting a spell on you From blood we come And as stone we cease The tree of our eternal life WE ARE - WE ARE The Elven dynasty Fire, we've been cast in the mouth of fire Dead fallen heroes Legions, like a modern Prometheus we rise from the ashes We are the Monsters, the Tragedy Poets Wanderers and we fight back We're as one with the sky We are the Pagan Legions, sons of Mother Earth Back to pagan roots We light the fires of purity, minority We are the Elvenlegions on the rise! We are the off-keys, we travel in secret Dormant apparently, ready to fight. We're as one with the earth We are the Pagan Legions, sons of Mother Earth We have embraced the ways of purity Summoned the One and mastered the runes. We are ready to strike! We are the Monsters, the Tragedy Poets Wanderers and we fight back We're as one with the sky We are the Pagan Legions, sons of Mother Earth Back to pagan roots We light the fires of purity, minority We are the Elvenlegions on the rise! Legions on the rise!

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Autumn has arrived, leaves are gone, the sky's in flames A crimson red is brushing the valley brightest light I remember my Novembers, ancient rites throughout the fog A magic melancholia surrounded all the plains Let’s go! A manifest of winds, the forces of the Earth Darkness laid the curtain against the mighty oak Figures hooded in the shades in front of braziers aflame My childhood eyes have witnessed the ritual rebirth A breeze from the sea came like mystery cries The druids chant a strange lullaby The sparks from the flames reach the stars in the sky Are we are ready to die? Forgive me Father for all that I have sinned, For all the times I tried to be a follower within Forgive me Mother, sweet Earth where I have lived The Beauty I've mantled, the pureness of your kin We all hail the Moon gathering on its Sixth Day Turn every barren one fertile as our Mother With Golden Sickles we raise eyes to the sky and pray Cure every poison and take care of all our Brothers Take care of all our brothers! Come and dance with us the dances of the witch I dreamt the white druid's voice whispering the words The mistletoe, the sickle, the big Valonia Oaks From that day on my knowledge opened up to a new itch A breeze from the sea came like mystery cries The druids chant a strange lullaby The sparks from the flames reach the stars in the sky Are we are ready to die? Forgive me Father for all that I have sinned, For all the times I tried to be a follower within Forgive me Mother, sweet Earth where I have lived The beauty I’ve mantled, the pureness of your kin Forgive me Father for all that I have sinned, For all the times I tried to be a follower within Forgive me Mother, sweet Earth where I have lived The Beauty I've mantled, the pureness of your kin Of your kin

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

The leaves are dancing the autumn waltz The smell of the coming rain Delivered by the wind that breathes through the trees (breathes through the trees) The forest is alive, and slowly comes the night The branches are following me In frightening twirls they take me as we fall in the dark (fall in the dark) Oh in the name of the burning fire Oh in the name of the stag and the wolf Here I invoke thee, Guardian of the grove Listen my prayer Oh in the name of the burning fire Oh in the name of the yew and oak here I invoke thee, Goddess of the Moon listen my prayer As I call your name the woods are leaving me be And I find myself right under a moonbeam By the flames that burneth bright I commence my rite I offer thee my sacrifice The broad white moon slowly climbs and then silently cries (then silently cries) Horn and hoof are the goat-foot god Come where the dances trod Moonlit sky, on dusky hill When the haunted wood is bushed, forgotten and still (forgotten and still) Oh in the name of the burning fire Oh in the name of the stag and the wolf Here I invoke thee, guardian of the grove Listen my prayer Oh in the name of the burning fire Oh in the name of the yew and oak Here I invoke thee, goddess of the moon Listen my prayer As I call your name the woods are leaving me be And I find myself right under a moonbeam CERNUNNOS - FAUNUS - KARNAYNA - KHNUM In fiery flame, by starlight pale, In shadowy host that rides the gale, Thee we invoke by the moon-led sea, By the standing stone and the twisted tree. I am a hawk on the cliff, I am a hill of poetry I am a ruthless boar, I am a wave on the sea. We light the sky aflame, We are the sky in flames We burn you at the stake We are the, the Wicker men. Oh in the name of the burning fire Oh in the name of the stag and the wolf Here I invoke thee, guardian of the grove Listen my prayer Oh in the name of the burning fire Oh in the name of the yew and oak Here I invoke thee, goddess of the moon Listen my prayer, yeah! Moonbeam stone circle!

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

(...I am the solitaire...) (...I am the solitaire...) (...I am the solitaire...) (...I am the, I am the...) (...Solitaire, solitaire...) (...Solitaire, solitaire...) (...Solitaire, solitaire...) (...Solitaire, solitaire...) Backwards, I'm covering miles along A war I'm battling alone Against waves during a storm Against golden oceans of grain Between the bluebells and the sand I'm arid and backhand I feel impurest empty Forlorn, sharpened tempting Samaritan where I belong -I have been crowned grey inside This Night is never-ending Pitch black, hell descending Gathering into the abyss -I am the enslaved solitaire (I am the enslaved solitaire) Midnight, the candle sputters slow Illuminates my sins and sakes As the winter leaves its wakes Starwards, back to back with My unconcious fear to face the truth But tonight I'll come for you At first glance I'll belong to you At second hand you will taste my irrelevance At last you will feel my solitude, And you will walk away... I feel impurest empty Forlorn, sharpened tempting Samaritan where I belong -I have been crowned grey inside This Night is never-ending Pitch black, hell descending Gathering into the abyss -I am the enslaved solitaire I feel impurest empty Forlorn, sharpened tempting Samaritan where I belong (I have been crowned grey inside) The third is the sympathetic age And then you will finally have fear At last you will feel my solitude And it will be too late... I feel impurest empty Forlorn, sharpened tempting Samaritan where I belong (I have been crowned grey inside) This night is never-ending Pitch black, hell descending Gathering into the abyss (I am the enslaved solitaire!) I am the enslaved solitaire! (I am the enslaved solitaire)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

I'm following a sputtering spark Through a curtain of fog The gale is biting crackling boards Splashing my self-esteem I'm trying to read the course on the map Compass leading astray I feel I need to find a way Before being shipwrecked Come all aboard, Sighs, thoughts and worries all On frantic course I am following the track to windy shores A song to the wind, an ode to the sea Chanting snowdrops of soul Allow me please to be nearer to thee I'm heading towards the shores The little flame you're holding up Is tracking a new path Little step by little wrath I am pointing my new way I'm leaving spoors in the moist sands Little motives of hope You can see me as in Dark I grope Please give me your hand Entwined and torn Is the heart of Man who lives The circle of Life Is a journey long and unforeseen to new shores A song to the wind, an ode to the sea Chanting snowdrops of soul Allow me please to be nearer to thee I'm heading towards the shores A poem to the dawn, a verse to the dusk A lighthouse drawing the line Your eyes and your smile have left me unmasked I'm strolling on new shores A song to the wind, an ode to the sea Chanting snowdrops of soul Allow me please to be nearer to thee I’m heading towards the shores A poem to the dawn, a verse to the dusk A lighthouse drawing the line Your eyes and your smile have left me unmasked I’m strolling on new shores

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

(Unleash! Unleash! The power that you have inside) (Unleash! And join the pagan revolution) (Unleash! Unleash! The power that you have inside) (Unleash! And join the pagan revolution) Open your heart to the spirit of the night Nature’s purity your feelings will ignite The primitive arousal of a better time to come So let your heart beat to the rhythm of the drums Oh... sing and dance to the sound of revolution Oh... come and join this heathendom Oh... not a rioting song, a public moral execution Oh... enemies of liberty here we come Open up your heart to the spirit of the wild Live your days in wonder as if you were a child The crackling of the fire, the silence of the night The wind will whisper words of freedom and delight Oh... sing and dance to the sound of revolution Oh... come and join this heathendom Oh... not a rioting song, a public moral execution Oh... enemies of liberty here we come (Unleash! Unleash! The power that you have inside) Let your mind and spirit free (Unleash! And join the pagan revolution) We are Mother Nature’s army, we are proud of who we are (Unleash! Unleash! The power that you have inside) Let your mind and spirit free (Unleash! And join the pagan revolution) We are Mother Nature’s army, we are proud of who we are (We endorse your spirituality) (We support your self-dedication) (We endorse your spirituality) (We support your self-dedication) Unleash! Unleash! The power that you have inside Let your mind and spirit free Unleash! And join the pagan revolution We are Mother Nature’s army! Hey! (Unleash! Unleash! The power that you have inside) Let your mind and spirit free (Unleash! And join the pagan revolution) We are Mother Nature’s army, we are proud of who we are (Unleash! Unleash! The power that you have inside) Let your mind and spirit free (Unleash! And join the pagan revolution) We are Mother Nature’s army, we are proud of who we are Proud of who we are Of who we are!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

A blissful maid has pierced my heart She's feasted on my soul A banquet made of flesh and bone So I was dethroned Like kings without shields and swords Like bards without their chords Now call the Ravens, light the fire To rot in hell my curse Besieged by the flames - By the church declaimed Unholy will - Pagan I die, as a pagan I lived The sons of Grandier bade command Hither to bring all the people from afar The rich, the poor and the sick were gathered Countless quite! As the priest was a hero to their eyes The wood smoke rose black over blaze And blend was the roar of the fires in the sky In heavy mood, misery they moaned As the sky was devoured by the funeral pyre "Mephistopheles bring wrath Upon the ones who insult and stain the name of God with vileness and greed Upon the ones who torture and their cursed breed" Before Decay's abysmal fingers Brush against my brow And sweep the lines where beauty lingers I will pledge my vow Of all the villains claimed to live In chastity and need "A thousand times into the fire" The oath I now decree Besieged by the flames - By the church declaimed Unholy will - Pagan I die, as a pagan I lived A false diabolical pact was written In the name of Grandier and all the spawn of Hell "The love of women, the flower of virgins The respect of Kings, honors, lust and charming spells" "He will join us in our crusade And sin by sin he'll become the Devil's blade" In noble mood, dignity he owned As the sky was devoured by the funeral pyre His eyes were fiery and yet so hollow Sixteen pints of water he was forced to swallow But he did not kneel, and vauntingly swore: "In thy gaze I see the eyes of Satan" The sons of Grandier bade command Hither to bring all the people from afar The rich, the poor and the sick were gathered Countless quite! As the priest was a hero to their eyes The wood smoke rose black over blaze And blend was the roar of the fires in the sky In heavy mood, misery they moaned As the sky was devoured by the funeral pyre Les Démons de Loudun Les Démons de Loudun By the funeral pyre! Les Démons de Loudun Les Démons de Loudun By the funeral pyre!

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

I remember a time when elves and fairies were alive I remember a time when magic played a role in life Concealed from our view, the Trows kind live amidst old trees But Mankind lost all capacities and will to see Mari-Morgans, pagan sons and readers of the Runes Don't forget the way, the left hand path The roots we are all born Korrigans and creatures black The seed of fantasy We're all travelers and vagabonds On tracks that can't be seen Follow me (For all the times you have stargazed to leave it all) Come to me (Against everyone who tried to teach you wrong) All the times you feel like you have been left abandoned Beached and stranded Castaway in this sea Gaze at the sky Don't let this feeling die (Keep this thrill alive) It's not the magic twilight I remember a time between the stanzas of our rhymes I remember the youngest hunger with the end in sight Poured in my arms the will to leave a mark on life I sought refuge in reigns unreal distant and wide I'm leaving it all.....! Mari-Morgans, pagan sons and readers of the Runes Don't forget the way, the left hand path The roots we are all born (Follow me) For all the times you have stargazed to leave it all (Come to me) Against everyone who tried to teach you wrong All the times you feel like you have been left abandoned Beached and stranded Castaway in this sea Gaze at the sky Don't let this feeling die (Keep this thrill alive) It's not the magic twilight ...It’s the twilight of magic... ...It’s the twilight of magic... ...Of magic... ...It’s the twilight of magic... ...It’s the twilight... For a single beat of heart For one tear of joy I would seduce the Night, oh... For the perfume of the skin For your company I would plunge in bitter fires All the times you feel like you have been left abandoned Beached and stranded Castaway in this sea All the times you feel like you have been left abandoned Beached and stranded Castaway in this sea Gaze at the sky Don’t let this feeling die It’s not the magic twilight All the times you feel like you have been left abandoned Beached and stranded Castaway in this sea, oh All the times you feel like you have been left abandoned Beached and stranded Castaway in this sea Gaze at the sky Gaze at the sky (Gaze at the sky) Gaze at the sky, sky, oh... All the times you feel like you have been left abandoned Beached and stranded Castaway in this sea

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

Like a poisoned apple a little taste of her is sweet but deadly Her carriage leaves before the midnight hour and then she fades away A crown of thorns he wears to override the lightness of their whining Down to delirium he finds this way to crawl once every other day Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself I’m addicted to the misery that rots inside Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me So open up your heart and come to the other side Bring black roses for the wicked one He can dominate the pain as she ravages his love with sorrow Midian is where they’ll spend their quarantine among the other freaks Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself I’m addicted to the misery that rots inside Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me So open up your heart and come to the other side Bring black roses for the wicked one I wasn’t made for loving you, ‘cause I belong to this stormy night Of laudanum, of sulphur, blood and a touch of death Bring black roses for the wicked one Don’t waste away all your sympathy on a fallen soul like me (a fallen soul like me) There are not such things as miracles (miracles) Pain will always stand by me Someday someway you will get to see There’s no haughtiness in me No redemption and no deliverance So get the hell away from me, yeah (Guitar solo: Raphael) Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me So open up your heart and come to the other side Bring black roses for the wicked one I wasn’t made for loving you, ‘cause I belong to this stormy night Of laudanum, of sulphur, blood and a touch of death Bring black roses for the wicked one (oh...)

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

Incubus, Succubus Quaestio de Strigibus (Incubus, Succubus) (Quaestio de Strigibus) - QUAESTIO PRIMA - Wandering back, back in time oh what have you learnt? Of all the blood that was spilled, of all the witches burnt Filth and greed, vicious deeds, the holy rise and fall Killing in the name of the one who died for you all Centuries, centuries the wait has been so long Now you would expect intolerance to be gone Still the one who yearn for a sigh of relief to come Are seen as outcast sinners, blasphemous unholy scum Thirteen souls, the witches of the coven Hiding in the shadows of the night Blessed be their wombs, without which we would not be Born in freedom, bred to heal the world - QUAESTIO SECUNDA - Set to burn at the stake. The heartless witches' bane Sisters of free spirit, cursed to die in vain Hammer crushed, blood gushed, skin was ripped apart Devilmen and church-beasts, butchers of the magical arts Nightshade cloves, hemlock groves, the cauldron starts to boil One-Two double trouble, One-Two double toil Wool of bat, owl's claw, of wolf the tooth, the gulf and maw The lived as living scarecrows, and that's all what we recall Uncluoded souls, the witches of the coven Dancing naked, on the Sabbat Night Blessed be their hearts, without which we would not love Born in freedom, bred to heal the world - QUAESTIO TERTIA - On a broomstick they fly before sunrise Persecuted, with fear hunted down On a broomstick they run away from their homes - their own homes Fly away from this natural born chaos To a hidden place for the weak and diverse I watch them with pity. In the darkness See the fire that burns away See. It slowly fades away Breathing in darkness, walking in darkness We won't be living another day - CANTICUM - The witches still gather round a circle of fire Together side by side, under the starlit sky The witches will gather and their spirits will fly Together side by side, in the middle of the night - QUAESTIO QUARTA - I ride! I ride with them in a circle of fire Beyond... Save me, save me! What's bad to all of you is good, so good to a little few Watch out 'cause they are going to burn you, burn in hell! - ACCUSATIO - CARMAN - white queen of evil DUB - the darkness DOTHER - black daughter of evil DIAN - the violence - QUAESTIO QUINTA - The sea of blood is running All the pain of the innocent will remain The moon high above is watching and praying and showing her love Like a star deep in the night, she'll start to shiver and will look so bright - CONCLUSIO - And the day will fade like a stream that is dying, There won't be any circle of stones, nor magical rites... no more We tried to come, we wanted to show you the goodness of the stars ...of the moon, but you failed miserably And we paid... we paid... we paid... we paid...

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025