Sacrament of Wilderness

Naked, in midwinter magic, lies an angel in the snow. The frozen figure crossed by tracks of wolves. An encounter symbolic, yet truthful, with a hungry choir of wolves. An agreement immemorial to be born. Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest. Accompany wall the charming tunes of a sacrament by a campfire. A promise between the tameless and the one with a tool. Tonight the journey from a cave begins. I want to hunt with the tameless heart. I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar. We will honor the angel in the snow. We will make the streams for our children flow. Wrapped in furs beneath the northern lights. From my cave I watch the land untamed. And wonder if some becoming season will make the angel melt in shame. I want to hunt with the tameless heart. I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar. I want to hunt with the tameless heart. I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar. We will honor the angel in the snow. We will make the streams for our children flow.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

Walking towards the night... The flames once burnt inside Back then I was alive When the fire walked by my side The screaming fire burnt the leaves of mine And left the ashes of divine All the leaves contained my name The shadows took them and carried away Firewalk, I want to feel it again ... Dance on the flames, does it feel the same? Tears of blood, they burn my face ... I want to feel the burning flames' embrace The cold night freezing up my sins The memories of ice burn my skin But I see the flames of gold dancing And the last one of the leaves is still burning Now all the ashes contain my name I'm one with the dark, I've lost the flame My unleashed thoughts flying To the distant land (of dreams)... And disappear in the sand Chorus Emptiness has filled my heart.. I see a blaze but it’s much too far I try to reach for it, it’s calling my name... I know it’s my fire with its warm embrace Like a frozen flower covered with ice My soul is cold and ready to die This holy secret turned to a sacred lie I followed it and lost my guide Chorus

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

Once in the silence of the woods In the shadows of a crescent moon The eyes scan the beautiful nocturne The ears enjoy silent songs "i have seen things and heard talks Thy eyes are blind and ears deaf to Words carried in the nightly breeze Images in the autumnal grass" Once in the silence of the woods Under the spiral of oaken branches Breathing slowly, heart pounding weakly Shadows floating towards his eyes "I have heard thee come since the moon was full The owls knew what thou knew not Oh thee children, thee almighty creatures Ignorant are thee of thy width of knowledge Under question should thou place thy concepts Of Ubermensch and Untermensch For man has never, and will never even be positioned Hath the words of the crow Vanished with the echo into the night Descended dark shadows And covered the eyes No sorrow felt the old crow The secrets he revealed would remain as such

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025