1. WALDEINSAMKEIT

Verdant groves strangle and cease man’s existence
Consumed wholly by nature’s might
Woeful wails of former worlds
Home to ages, long forgotten
Surround me, O forest of sorrow
Released from thy wretched earth
Thy land of trees through which solitude beckons the ancients
The watcher brings solace to mortal grief
Here before and long since, not yet understood by man
Moonlit night gazes upon thy mortal coil
Cursing thou to crawl upon thy bloated belly
Returning to the soil
Bow before the sires of nature, thy kingdom remains
Hazy, bearded mist that envelops thy oaken glade
Inevitably united with thy primal mother
Standing as tall as the elder guards of thy realm


2. NIGHT IN THE FOREST

Night in the forest, obscured by darkness
Whispering willows with the wisdom of centuries
Shadows skulk through the lambency of the moon
Elder spirits indwell thy wooded temple
Ominous, solitude, evermore lonely but not alone
Look to the sky, veiled by gnarled limbs
The breath of the algid northern wind
Fracturing form, memories turned to sand
Old Ones, mercy, I plead
Mangrove of outstretched claws, bind me
Pestilent, a plague upon thy soil
Succumb to the earth
Lost with time, forgotten, nothingness


3. SUMMONING OF THE OLD ONES

Along the trail of smoke and ash, through the dreary, misty mountains
I, the wanderer, long to become the wilderness
Of autumn, of winter, lasting for eons
My journey is long and night grows brumal
Isolation will never cease, I summon the Old Ones
Adrift amongst majestic pines, begrimed furrows of soot
Black as the night sky, black as the soil beneath my feet
For I too, will return to this place
I am the forest, constant, crown above my citadel
Hoary boughs, steeped in opulence
Bereft of feeling
Withered to nothing, the end of all things
Buried beneath fallen leaves lies man’s fate
Bitter in the blackened mud, tormentor of woe
Mighty forest, Quell my dolor
Here I am, and here I shall remain.