Omnia : Crone of War

Pagan Folk / Netherlands
(2004 - Self-Released)
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1.INTRO

When all the world has gone to sleep
The hunters to the forest creep
From out 'the wild wood comes the call:
"the hunt is life... The hunt is all ..."

An ancient forest beckons me
To run skyclad amongst the trees
My lusty spear, it cannot wait
The gentle deer to penetrate

Cernunnos, lord of beasts, he grunts:
"come join us for the wylde hunt!"


2. THE WYLDE HUNT

(instrumental)


3. MABON

(instrumental)


4. FÍDHE RA HURÍ

Wack fol'a day diddle dee dye doe
Je le len 'o je le la le len 'o
Fiddle daddle day diddle dee dye doe
Ho ri fidhe ra hurì


5. JENNY IN'T FOGGE

(instrumental)


6. TARANIS

Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!
Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!

Ta!
Ra!
Nis!
Ho!
Ho!

Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!
Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!
Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!
Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!

Ta!
Ra!
Nis!
Ho!
Ho!

Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!
Taranis, jupiter, donar, odin, wotan!

Ta! Ra! Nis!


7. MORRIGAN

Over hills and over meadows
See the crow fly, feel her shadow
Over woods and over mountains
Searching for a war

Her wings embrace each strife and battle
Where swords they clash and chariots rattle
Seeking out the one whose time
Has come to take the blade

Morrigan ancient crone of war
I see your face, i'll cry no more
Morrigan ancient crone of war
Come lift me on your wings

Morrigan ancient crone of war
I hear your voice, i'll breathe no more
Morrigan ancient crone of war
Come set my spirit free

Kill for morrigan
Maim for morrigan
Fight for morrigan
And you will
Slay for morrigan
Die for morrigan
Morrigan crone of war


8. THE BOLD FENIAN MEN

'Twas down by the glenside, i met an old woman
A-plucking young nettles, she ne'er saw me coming
I listened a while to the song she was humming
Glory o, glory o, to the bold fenian men

'Tis many long years since i saw the moon beaming
On strong manly forms and their eyes with hope gleaming
I'll see them again, through all my sad dreams
Glory o, glory o, to the bold fenian men.

Some died by the glenside, some died near a stranger
And wise men have told us that their cause was a failure
But they loved their old ireland and they never feared danger
Glory o, glory o, to the bold fenian men

I passed on my way, gods be praised that i met her
Be life long or short, sure i'll never forget her
We may have brave men, but we'll never have better
Glory o, glory o, to the bold fenian men


9. NÄMNDEMANS-OLA

(instrumental)


10. AUTA LUONTO

Auta luonto, anna voima, tee vereni vahvemmaksi


11. LUNA

(instrumental)

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