1. MOONPATH

Sear unfolding flame the hearths of east
Dawn ordained revives the trails of the ones that seek
No light serene nor sight relieved
condone the coldest deeds
but promise of shadow that secrets keep

Trace the silver of the moon...

Castaways, palefires light and mortal child
To realms of night, in realms we hide
Paths you tread are paths disguised
No streams follow old rivers bed
Trees bear leaves that secrets kept

Trace the silver of the moon

Dark is the realm we sought
so dies the silver hope we wrought
dark and silent
no need to hide, no shade from light,
what shadow will then you find inside

Trace the silver of the moon


2. CRAIONHORN

Against the stone, against the land
forges in rage of ever starving flame
Pyres fed with firstborn of man
No tideless sea your fire could tame

Clarion call of Craionhorn

No ravines echo your storm, no writhing heart heeds your call
No hands left with warmth reach for tales forlorn

Chained in your frame is what was lost, what was sigh
What was the deemed as last breath of god
Chained in your frame is what was all, what has been
What was winds blowing never silent

Hollow bone of the timeless wyrm
Gold that never shined in sun
Envenomed blood of every martyr
Steel blackened in sins left undone

No sight shunned beyond, no voice life banished from everlasting song
No men this age has born crave to hear the silenced horn

No longer hear they call...


3. FEAST OF THE FALLEN

Across the fields red banners lead
Honored fallen stride
Toward the woods where still rivers meet
Feet first they ride
The peal, the pain, the cross, the shame
fade the wraiths of war
No fatal wound slay searing stain
One that soul once bore

Feast the flesh of the beast

Inside the woods ten circle lay
Sylvan shrine of old
They dance, they pray the sun to flee away
Feast no light behold
The Gift, the horn, the oath once sworn
Oblation for palate
They call, and heed the faceless horned
Regale served in shade

Pare the sin, the sun parched skin
Slavish shields of god
They gorge, they bare the flame within
Indulge on pagan blood
Disgrace the scorn and soul reborn
Heathen star burns strong
Leave chains of flesh to house forlorn
Gods halls where they belong


4. TOWARDS THE DUSK

Under burned soil, past buried deep
Among the roots and stones quiet sleep

A trail of an ancient song
Perfection in rune and rhyme
Shadows tall, fought and won
The poems echo on ruined walls

Now sent to their journey last with all sorrow and trust
Travel to the great halls, burn towards the dusk

Glows of fires from distant lands
The light of stars on dead-calm strands
The land should flourish and cradle new spring
But only grief and plague it holds within

For nothing that's buried can lay still
Shadows grow longer and harder to kill
As cycles of tides are bound to turn
So is the soil destined to burn!


5. WILL DAWN RISE AGAIN

Whires herald wept and drew its final sigh
Shed crimson crest as season begins to bend
Frail bite of embers light, in dying warmth to hide
And pretend... will dawn rise again

Homeward
Pristine paths of north
March pilgrims of sword
No trails left by beast or man
Chaste shining hoarfrost
Seek eyes the palinh hearth
Before stars shroud the sun

Garnered light must shine a hundred nights
Through dark torment in hope of spring nascent
Dreams of blind, dreams of sun under veiling white
And pretend... will dawn rise again

Northwind
Of shallow bays it sings
Vet freezing hail it brings
With silver deathcold wings
Severes the crust of fjord
Let life of guiding torch
Outlast the fading dawn

Gone, the light withdrawn and skies adorned
Now flecked and torn with black volture spawn
Like wolfes that hunt the swan
They chase the fleeing dawn

So curses whispered end as godless sleep descends
Will dawn rise again


6. SWORN TO WAVES

Bleeding wood cleaves the grey
Fill breath of fear the sails of men
Barren horizonns away
Black shores they lay
Home aeons astray

Release of vows that you flee is vow sworn to the sea
Redress of soul set free is soul sworn to the sea

Howls of tempest winds hasten
Dragged from wells of deepest descent
Where weeping sky ends
Light heaven sent
Forges waves as gods revenge

Release of vows that you flee is vow sworn to the sea
Redress of soul set free is soul sworn to the sea

Rise, cold valkyrie white
with frothing wings voracious ride
Drown beneath waves I'm sworn
In ssalty grave I shall be reborn


7. ARCHEIN

Hearken dead walls the tale of lost decade
When the reign of realms was passed of the son
The fate shall so dictate
One of us prevails
The one who indites the blessed annals,
Whose name wont fade away
The soil and men shall wield thy grace,
The mark that wont decay
One of us shall prevail

The ruin and fall of kin
Your futile deeds repelled
Beheaded bricks for my pedestral
Of dominion excelled

Dominate, decimate, burn where fields revive
Severe the line of rule divine, be praised as patricide
Lies we shall recite
For nmy name is the lord and the vengeance is mine
Lies they shall deny
Engrave the deeds, so deep it bleeds, my legacy enshrine

Hearken walls the tale of lost
As age of men dies away
Cruel deeds, so deep they bleed
But scars will heal, marks decay
Thrones waill fall, no dead recall
Only stones are here to stay
No cairns will tell, barrows yell
And so your name fades away