Celestial Lineage

Redness in the east beyond the mountain The wheel begins to turn anew Turning ever towards the sun Garlands adorn a chariot, aflame Blood runs from the flank of a wounded stag Turning inwards, all beings bow low Unconcealed she flies Then hidden by snow Eyes pale voice of night Black clouds bring rain A white cloak and mantel Enshrouds all of the great monoliths Deities of frost crave an offering to storms Great Firs felled by the wind The eagle's aerie towering windswept Sky-lords towering above Night-born songs descend by moonlight A rain of jewels Calliope sings Each one a secret word inscribed in time Sacred bones crumble enshrined Entombed in roots and stones A dead sun burns in the hollow earth Nameless rivers of dust This bright thread so pure Drawn through everything that is Enslaved by ancient bonds Beyond the mists and golden light Beyond the darkness transcending time

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Teutonic initiate Cold naked and fearful Set upon by wild beasts Starving and forlorn Lineage of kings lords of battle A temple of wet earth And rough stones erected in haste Don this garment of wolf skin Drink deep from the sacred mead Bathe in this fire kindled with living wood Torn from sacred trees Steeds heads bowed await their rider The air scented with smoke and blood One thousand horns sound in eternal salute To the old gods of war their empire in ruins

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

In the place of abundant life and constant song Through pores of trees spoke ancient time And how we can know this now These patterns tumble through our minds Refracting themselves through this warm prism And are found projected and manifested In this arching dome Here, we come to pray Thus I have heard, here the inner world rings In memory of what will be And on this night The veil is lifted from the face of a bright inner sun

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Pyramid with 1000 steps Bricks of obsidian glimmering Carved with ruins Occult fire burning within Lens of quartz reflect the nightsky 1000 Anchorites in their solitude Witness new constellations coalesce Owls perched upon columns of dark energy The smoke of our offerings draws the night spirits The moon leads celestial legions To cast the stars from their ancient thrones Astral blood pours forth From their grievous wounds

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Lay your corpse upon a nest of oak leaves Wrapped in a star shroud repent your flesh A shadow child dissolves Meditate in a den of skins and straight poles A sacred fire of madrone burns eternally In a circle of turquoise and serpentine Whisper the prayer of transformation Engulfed by clouds of thujone Emerge purified clad in a golden fleece A vessel awaits built from owl feathers and moss

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025