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Cailleach Bheurra
06:39
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Winter tempest, howl the coming storm
Blood moon over the Firth of Lorne
Her great plaid in the boiling sea
Blanket of snow on the morning three.
Great windstorms splinter the stone
The Queen atop her mountain throne
Frosts gnaw into the bone
As the Hag’s drifts are blown.
Scattered dead leaves from the broken bough
The frore eats into the sickened ground
The crone screams into the winter sky
Darkness falls and the year must die
Her great plaid in the boiling sea
Blanket of snow on the morning three.
Great windstorms splinter the stone
The Queen atop her mountain throne
Frosts gnaw into the bone
As the Hag’s drifts are blown.
A threnody to the dying year
Howling lament of the frozen winds
That shatters rocks and breaks the spear
As the Hag rages and screams.
Cailleach wrought the mountain
And forged this ancient lands
Eternal sky over a raging maelstrom
Blooms of purple under the coming storm.
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Mesmerised in motion, caught in the cauldron’s reins
Gateway to the underworld, the image will drive you insane.
Mired by the ocean
The Hag will drag you below
Haunted by Death’s illusion
And the vortices of souls.
Eyes close as you fall to your knees
The soothing lament of a million screams.
The sickening sound as the keel rents and tears
Hands grasp splintered timbers and spit your final prayers.
Mired by the ocean
The Hag will drag you below
Haunted by Death’s illusion
And the vortices of souls.
Eyes close as you fall to your knees
The soothing lament of a million screams.
Dragged to the depths by the mighty tidal streams
A calmness descends as the drowned sailor dreams
Images of home and sunlit fields
Now at peace below the roaring seas.
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The flood
Between the isles
Dark water and the foaming tide
Jagged reefs
Lie just below
Masked by the raging flow.
Through the narrow Sound
The captain’s guiding hand
Through the swirling torrent
Fearing foundering and drowned.
Blistered hands
Graps the helm
Dragged into the heart of rage
Teeth of the Dog
Splinter the hull
Feasting on the terrified souls
Through the narrow Sound
The captain’s guiding hand
Through the swirling torrent
Fearing foundering and drowned.
The dark undertow
Surges below
Swirling currents
And fangs of stone.
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The broke the pot upon the rocks
Blew winds blight the crops.
Commune under a star-welt sky
Stars fall bathed in fire
Sacrifice.
Danse Macabre with the god
Of the sea
An oath of blood forever be.
Fall unto the waves
Hopes for full fields
To reap with rusted blades.
The darkness of the winter
Brings fears that last forever.
Fields died, the failing
Our hopes are now waning
The darkness foreboding
As we lose our feeling
Now begins the bleeding
A bloodied sickened reaping
Our end is nearing
Over the cold horizon.
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An Garbh Eileaicha
06:31
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We stand here alone
Columns of shattered stone
All alone in the sea
Frozen and isolated.
They tried to break their god to us
But now they’re gone and turned to rust
Laugh in the face of the fears
With the beauty of the darkness, here.
We stand alone
Columns of shattered stone
Break the bones.
We survive
We survive.
In the darkness of the sea
We stand together, we three
Islands of the darkened seas.
With the storm of the night
Devoid from love, warmth and the light
The lumen axe left us be.
We survive
We survive.
We don't need the likes of them
We can survive without them
We are are one, we are three
Forever eternally.
We're the Islands of the Darkened sea
Forever we’ll be.
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Bridge Over The Atlantic
05:29
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Hewn from stone
Vital atereal flow
Spans to the Isle
High and narrow.
Fairy foxglove roots go deep
Crumbling mortar
Sea flows below
Ebbs and flows
Endless water.
The narrow way
The blind summit
Memories fade
Greatest days.
Fairy foxglove roots go deep
Crumbling mortar
Sea flows below
Ebbs and flows
Endless water.
The road to Seil
Arcs a short way
The aged stone
Lost to time.
Fairy foxglove roots go deep
Crumbling mortar
Sea flows below
Ebbs and flows
Endless water.
The road to Seil and beyond
Arcs a short way over the sea
Aged stone from a forgotten age
Lost to time and memory.
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Isolation of Scarba
06:39
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Beaches of boulders
Dark pools of spawn
Scent of heather lingers
In the shelter of her caves.
I gaze in awe at the peak
Surrounded by vast bogs of peat
Weathered by wind, snow, rain and sleet
Custodian of the gate to the deep.
Water roars around her shores
Boiling cauldrons and snarling dogs
To stand upon her sheer cliffs
And embrace the rolling fog.
I gaze in awe at the peak
Surrounded by vast bogs of peat
Weathered by wind, snow, rain and sleet
Custodian of the gate to the deep.
We sit and watch the tide turn
As we warm by our driftwood hearth
Warmth to our blood as the wood burns
Time to cast off and depart.
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Isles of Slate
04:26
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Old hands
Tear at soil
Scour slates
Endless toil
Strike hard
Into stone
Limbs jarred
Splintered bone.
Splintered the dark core
A heart of shattered shale
Greed demanded more
They were doomed to fail.
Rusted hulks
Cracked bricks
Empty streets
Laridae’s cries
Fallen walls
Shattered tile
Bare floors
Abandoned isle.
Clawing at her stone soul
Tearing out her foundation
Slates strewn with fools gold
Geological evisceration.
The roofless derelicts lie in the silence
Shadows and memories howl alone
A wind whines through the rusted machines
To hide the ghost’s lonely cries.
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