Worlds' End Inn
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Old sextant you don’t work well tonight too high sister Pole Star in the Orion sky at Borgopass I turn left... maybe right? think I’ll set my sail on the Wird wind this time! Lil’ abaft of the Sun at the bow o’ the Moon as far as the Pléiades or an upwind harpoon a place you shall find when there’s no road to hit sparks the water mill of Long John Silver’s Inn. De-la de-la dee dee HO! no wisdom I’m looking for! neither searching for the knowledge De-la de-la dee dee HO! just console my soul - Das Grenzevolk! - with a stout or an abbey ale where the rocky road falls! The Dutchman shouts “Aye, aye crew! Tides for the next bloody fly” they chantent “La Messe des Morts” tasting burgundy wine Elric “freond min” deal me Chaos’ cards in my hand it’s too hard to solve Lord’s riddle for this borderline man. Is there something to learn? All just rollin’ of dice? Ask who’ll press “apple/Q” on my Photoshop file! Dee-la Dee-la Dee-Dee HO! We’ll sing refrains no more! - Das Grenzevolk! - Yet Jig’s lilt reaches us across the cliffs Dee-la Dee-la Dee-Dee HO! To tell of Wandering Jew… when he’s tired of wandering but still proud o’ being Jew Dee-la Dee-la Dee-Dee HO! Well... just one more time at all so drink the sour cup of life in 1..2..3..4 draughts Dee-la Dee-la Dee-Dee HO! 'Till it’s empty go slow you may find the hidden sweet or you can always hope!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Used to sleep in the cold between a fire and a circle of wolves. There’s a village where the wood gets low there nothing’s said but something told. From a gipsy girl you bought with a kiss a response and two eyes to miss She said:”Take your head out of the sand, son of the brother of who rules the land!” The wizard in the golden hall foretold luck for his reign but the old man in the cavern said: “You’re a diamond in the rough state” He burned the boughs,they wrote on the rocks until the stone got warm: - Seed of a killed king, father of the storm! - “Throw your mantle! Show your ring! People waitin’ to fight and sing!” To the meeting at the stones ! all their sickles now are swords North and South,West and East swear the oath, raise their fist! Hear the noises of the crowd you should hear those who cry loud! Hear the whispers of the ground it waits for thunder to come down! “We are waitin’…deliver us!” They’re waitin’ for someone to deliver’em. “Come the storm!”
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
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I’m a stranger,these strangers I call friends we march together to the promised land we follow our fate on this everlasting day but winds of the West swept the truth away Eyes are bleeding and burning like fire for the shining sun is our only guide “we must face Satan,give praise to the Lord” we can’t even remember who we’re dying for I know that another age will come we’ll belive until the night will fall Take the path of the ground when the gates of Eden will be found Take the path of the ground before the call of the dawn Somewhere under the ground we’ll be the memory of a town Take the path of the ground for gates of Hell must be found Listen to my story about the price we pay for glory listen to the song of time To the sun we ride through rivers of white light from the sun we’re going to hide To the sun we march waiting for the dark at last we feel the shadows nigh I know another time is near now that we are blind everything is so clear stars have never been so dark scars become the devil’s mark I’m a stranger these strangers I call friends now my ballad’s coming to an end neither knowing nor needing to know why we’re just pilgrims but we feel like crows In the middle of this sacred circle we invoke the God of Dusk while mists of ashes surround our eyes like a macabre mask chorus:”God of Dusk bless this mound” We dance the dance of time,its dust is running through my veins soon,under cover of darkness we will creep across the land the only lights that we can stand are the thunderbolts and stars for they’re the words of darkness tearing the sky apart. Take the path of the ground inside this wicked temple mound Take the path of the ground before the coming of dawn Somewhere under the ground we’ll be the memory of a town Take the path of the ground for the gates of Hell have been found
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
“Singin’ the old song, men and let’s have a drink to the old Buddies dead! I had a name, …seas washed apart,just like the tides in the shores of my heart Waves sail the coffin along to the end… Singin’ the old song, men!” Every night it’s like a fever hear it! Wood against wood, he feels it’s getting’ nearer I know now he screams at every scream,he talks to every ship we meet and looks far away He shuts up and he shouts and his thoughts are too loud to be heard now. The heart of the shepherd ran dry he’ll never lead the sheep out of the night The heart of the shepherd ran dry for the saltness of the sea. The water, seem to reflect the sky but don’t confuse that supernatural White someone can reach but that shade of Gehenna’s fire Hold the rhumb line, fathom by fathom to the ivory Maëlstrom three times the helmsman saw the Davy Jones call! now he asks everyone,he stands beside this fatal man and looks far away we call him fool ‘cause his charades are too hard to be solved now. Where has poor Pip gone? He’s been too long there alone water maybe washed his heart,the sky surely stole his soul! I know nothing good is waiting for us all! His life! He forgot his flesh is not stone if you could hear sounds under this deep flat blue wall you’d know nothing good is waitin for us all. The heart of the shepherd ran dry he’ll never lead the sheep out of the night The heart of the shepherd ran dry for the saltness of the sea. “Here Lord my father I lie tried to be yours more than mine but at the end what’s a man to live all his God’s life?” The water,look,may seem to reflect the sky but don’t confuse that supernatural White someone can reach but that shade of Gehenna’s fire …someone can reach but that shade of Gehenna’s fire…
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
“Where now the horse and the rider?Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk,and the bright hair flowing? Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow; The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.” (Lament of the Rohirrim) Hidden swords and whispered words ,shall Grima heal my pain? my shoulders bent, my tremblin’ hand I saw the clouds I wait for the rain. He’s the One who watchin’ darkness doesn’t close his eyes thunder from his severe wood, woke me from the dead of night I failed to see I failed to do I’ll repair my wrongs! Punishment…for those who fooled me! for the faithful…crowns! I hail you Land! I pray and bow my head. Black clouds are approaching from the eastern sky like the fathers of the fathers of your fathers ride! and if you want …sing for me once more! Here are now the black ghosts of the Nine who died horse,make shadows fear our last ride, hear my battle cry! I’ll pay in blood,let me earn some pride! Kings! they live in battle, in battle they die... they find glory on Middle Earth or at Manwe’s side Here I fall! I fought and won and died!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
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