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Tinanmu​ð​e

from The Skirl of the Tyne by Dinenthal

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Thirty millions years of eternal flow
Great rivers become a legend
At the end we begin to slow
At the sea, the journey’s end

By the tomb of the three great kings
Of Diera, Scotland and Northumbria
Pen Bal Crag above the Black Middens
Through the mists, her ruins disappear

As we watch the gathering storm
A serpent squall comes rolling in
The guns of war lie in the silence
Except for the whistling of the wind
A journey once begun will surely end
Here lies the lore of our ancient blood

From the high hills to the northern sea
In the ancient kingdom of Northumbria
The mists may part to show a pale moon
To shine silver light upon her mighty bosom
When the river bears her heart to the world
And recover that which which burned away

I watched as your ship caught the tide
And full sails took hold of the cold winds
Wayfarer leaves England for the last time
I curse the pale stars for my sins

The broken harbour mourns the ship that never returns
Despair hangs in the air
Like the sting of a rusted blade
An eternal black flame rages and burns

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from The Skirl of the Tyne, released August 28, 2023
Dinenthal - All instruments & vocals
Written, recorded & produced by Dinenthal at Khazad-dûm Studio.

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