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Lorelei whispers, as the river bends
Love Letters, they never had the chance to send
A German requiem

All is overgrown, as there's no one here to tend
Only broken glass and marks you cannot spend
A German requiem

A ship is burning, out at sea
Flames in the dark, caught on the breeze
Watched from the shore, with tear-stained eyes
The king is dead but a phoenix will arise
From yesterday till tomorrow
On ancient stones, on misty moors
Are carved the names of those who came before
Washed in moonlight, the shadows move

I put my back against an oak
Thinking it was some trusty tree
But first it bent, and then it broke
As did my false love to me
I put my hand into a bush
Thinking a flower to find
I pricked my finger to the bone
Leaving the flower behind

I put my back against an oak
Thinking it was some trusty tree
But first it bent and then it broke
And so did my false love to me

I put my hand into a bush
Thinking some sweetest flower to find
I pricked my finger to the bone

So this is the West, a land we're meant to defend
Of happy slaves, who will babble to the end
Beneath the towers, where financiers roost
But above them the sun
That sings out an ancient truth
Against, the modern world
On a hill that leads down to the sea
The last battalions of those who wait to see

Turn the page another age
The soul of life, bound and caged
The faces of lovers, beaten down
By an army of grinning clowns

All's well in Hell

See the world winding down

I'll meet you where the moonlight falls
I'll meet you where the statues stand
I'll meet you beneath the falling walls
We await the gods to show their hand
Amongst the ruins
Feel the warmth of the unconquered sun
Light the torches, the swords of the sun
He looks down with a mocking laugh

In the garden by the wall
Something moved and someone called
Why is it hollow beneath the stone?
Why is Mother crying, on her own?
An English garden in the rain
Something hidden and something strange
Don't go walking in woods
Yes, Father dear, you're understood

Field of spears: Our creation
And for our crimes there be damnation
The blood of the past, it does bathe us
The fingers point to blame and claim us

And without love, we are lost
Believe me, we are lost
Without love, we are dust

A black dawn for a black day
We have dug all our graves
All we had, we have lost
Go the sun, come the frost
Kill the field and kill the corn
Kill our children before they're born
Wake the heavens and raise the scythe
As the hunt goes riding by

Descending then ascending, the fall then the call
Climb ever upward to join the world once more
See the serpents rising, angels on a chain
Come to meet together, come to make their claim
Black Easter
Hear the chants of old powers, the weak fall on their swords
Nature is above all morals, destiny a shameless whore
Fallen angels, like black flowers, bloom and are ripe

I see the torchlights
I hear voices echo from the past
I see black angels washed in silver rays
Embracing beauty and crushing slaves
Blood against gold

I see a spectre, I watch it grow

The world and all its angels,
Talking in my head
The world and all its angels,
Lay upon my bed
The world and all its angels,
Set table for a feast
The world and all its angels,
Come to toast the suckling beast

Embrace a razor of ideals
Caught on broken crosses, broken wheels
Clock hands that turn like scything blades
Cut down our hopes and our days

Time's sands are falling to the floor
We follow them down into the earth once more

What did you kill your dear little brother for? O my boy, come now tell it unto me
For the killing of three little dicky birds, that flew from tree to tree

What will you do with your houses and your land? O my boy, come now tell it unto me
I will let them stand, till they fall down
For here no more can I be

What will you leave your dear little sister now? O my boy, come now tell it unto me

I wait here by the coast, in the company of ghosts
I sit and watch the world go by, sometimes I just sit and cry

Just another English murder, a poster on the station wall
Just another English murder, Britannia gone rotten to the core

I carry my guilt like a watch, but one that just won't stop
Doomed by the hands of God, whose giggling won't stop

The Walls are falling
They wake the Dead
See the rubble
Running blood red
The wolf is howling
Breaks the leash
Specters gather
At the feast

Dresden burning in the night, Coventry is still alight
Above the pain the blood and fire
Comes the sigh: we're ruled by liars
She took me from the village square
Through fields the colour of her hair
Where arrows crossed point to the sky
And fathers, brothers and lovers lie
She stopped and turned to look at me

Gold is king, and the wind blows misery
Gold is king, and the wind blows usury

A falling leaf from a poisoned tree
A fetid river flows into an empty sea

The lute is cracked as is the spinner's wheel
A broken plough stands on a barren field

Here we stand, on some lost and lonely shore
All that's left to us, empty thrones and broken swords
Shall we watch the sun throw itself into the sea?
Shall we open our veins and bleed?

Here we stand alone, empty days
Here we stand alone, never saved

This is love, This is hate
This is chance, This is fate
These the rich, These the poor
This is peace, This is war
IN A GARDEN GREEN

This is dark, This is light
This is wrong, This is right

There's a silent place
You'll never know
There's a silent place
I never show
Colder than the ice
Hotter than a flame
An open wound
Forever maimed

In Days To Come Lyrics
(written by: Sol Invictus)

And in the days of to come,
The sound of iron and the sound of drums.
And in the days of to come,
The earth shall seethe and the clouds will bleed.
And in the days of to come,

IN EUROPA
In the Garden
The leaves are falling
In Europa In Europa
The trees bow down
They are in mourning
In Europa In Europa
The north winds hammer

We cheat on our friends with rhyme and reason
As surely as the leaves change with the seasons
For love or money, or sometimes both
Let's hope this fire burns without smoke

In the garden; in the rain
You no longer loved him
I whispered your name

Standing in the ruins
Let's raise a glass
Not to the future
Just to the past
The flower blooms
The flower dies
The child has laughed
Now the child must cry

Give us our bread and bury our dead
And kneel to the cross on the wall
Whether burnt at the stake or drunk at the wake
Just kneel to the cross on the wall
We've original sin, but we might just get in
If we beg to the cross on the wall
It's rattle your sabre and love your neighbours
But kneel to that cross on the wall.

My future's dead, all my dreams stillborn
In bloody games and tattered uniforms
From the north comes a steel-gray host
To purge my mind of all it's rotting ghosts
And angels sing, and eagle soar
And the moonlight falls - falls like a sword
I see a church, a whisper of purity
But it fell and drowned, in a poisoned sea

Lonely crawls the night
Like ink into the fountain
The day has lost its sight
The gods have fallen from the mountain

Shake your fist at the sky
Loose the arrow to its eye

Hear the north wind cry the song of the scythe
So long live death
See the best drowned out by the mass
So long live death
The modern age a game of charades
So long live death
The ancient dead return to watch the cities burn
So long live death

He went looking for Europe, took love in his hand
With eyes of sunlight, like burning sand
Went to the west, rode to the east
Heard of life and honour, looked into the eyes of the beast
Stood in a city, in the gold house of whores
Said: "I'm looking for Europe", then you're looking for war
Sat on the throne of Arthur, held Boudica's sword
Kissed the flags of the great, beneath the towers so tall

Here we go again: the same old lies again
The empty words again, the pigs can fly again
From Wall Street to your heart
Neon Hollywood lights the dark
Hear the bleating of the sheep
At the jokes of a media creep

And there's nothing I can say

Cats nine tales, coffin nails
Locket for your sin
Proddie dogs, Papal plots
Bonfires start to sing
Weather vanes, the king of Spain
Points to the Cornish coast
A Norfolk home, worship Mary's throne,
Drinks a secret toast

Once Upon A Time-2014

1. MDCLXVI - The Devil's Year
2. The Devil On Tuesday
3. Once Upon A Time
4. 13 Mercies
5. The Path Less Traveled
6. Mr. Cruel

A flower falls from heaven through a doorway to this world.
Into a world of sorrows comes a face so pale
Our lady of the wild flowers stretches out her hands
Our lady of the wild flowers, mend this broken land
Our lady of the wild flowers, her tears fall from the sky
Our lady of the wild flowers, a love that will never die
She's wilder then the winds, she's older then the cross

Join the march to god knows where
Or step aside and stand and stare
Hum a melody to the four winds
As life draws maps upon your skin

Peacocks weep for dying plumes
The sun plots to kill the moon
Rage turns to despair

She stands body bowed
Her tears wet the stone
A widow charcoal black
Grief cuts to the bone
Lifts her head, begs release
The raven chorus breaks the peace
The raven chorus calls
Love's kiss soon turns to bile

Blood and wine so easily poured
From golden throne to marble floor
And laurelled heads that turn and stare
With swords of silver and golden hair
Rex Talionis
And eagles stand at history's gates
Symbols of nature's beauty and crimes of states
With wings that thunder in the night

And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
Who loved one another
Sister, we'll gang tae the broom
O sister I would lay thee doon
Brother, alas, would you do so
To my death I would sooner go
And the folk they talk together

We stand at the crossroads with holes in our hands
For all those crucified, forgotten fatherlands
I kissed your forehead, I kissed your lips
I dreamed of four girls for an apocalypse

But one day, someday, for you and me
An angel with talons will set us free

When the hurt shall bring you woe,
God made the healing herb to grow

A bloom on the tree
When the apples are ripe
Means the end
Of somebody's life

Untouched by the sunlight
Or the moonlight
I stand like a statue
As the stars bring their light

Then I saw your face
I looked in your eyes
With a smile to die for

Summer ends, winter's sword descends
Death's sweet embrace, veils your face
She dreams, with a glorious scream
That will never end
She whispers in the night
Of love and ancient rites
Nature heeds her call
Wakes to rise once more

A family inbred like serpents entwined
Had no heart and little mind
A clan of madness, a terrible scene
They cursed the earth—the Sawney Bean

Lurking in the fog a fearsome brood
Poor traveling folk they caught and slew
No graves have the victims of these ghouls and fiends

Never care for when you do, you'll wear the chains and follow the rules
Of love's dark game, of love's dark game—of tears and rain

Cut out your heart and throw it to the dogs, better this than to face the loss
In love's dark game, in love's dark game—of tears and rain

Her voice cuts my throat with a knife, her words crush my soul in a vice
In love's dark game, in love's dark game—of tears and rain

I see swastikas, hammers with cycles
Fields of wild flowers, assassins and cripples
I will stab you with all my empty hours
And lay for you a wreath of dead flowers
I will stab you with a flag and a cause
Now a veil for whore's
I will stab you with ideals long spent
And a conscience that's bent

This indeed is the cruellest month
With barbed days to tear and hunt
This indeed is the cruellest month
Birth days death days boom and slump
This indeed is the cruellest month
Woodland mist and farewell waves
This indeed is the cruellest month
With hollow laughs and shallow graves

And the gods looked down, and they sighed
And the gods looked down, and wondered why

That like the flowers we bloom and die
That however strong our arms, we let our hands be tied
That we build great walls, but for our sins
We open up the gates and let the assassins in

Beneath the sun, a peasant heart
A land where bitter armies marched
But here even serpents have their day
Crosses and flowers bloom and stay

Past our pain and our losses
when we climb the hill of crosses
March through death to where love is

I saw a maiden by the riverside
Waiting for her lover to come a-riding by
She dressed her hair with a golden comb
Love, it seemed, had gained the throne

And then he killed her
Struck once, then twice
And then he killed her

The heavens open, and bloody rain does fall
On the good and the bad, on the rich and the poor
Insane laughter splits the heavens
Spits on the prayers of the masses
Is God in his heaven, is all right with the world?
Is God in his heaven, wrapped in a shroud?
See the dove fall, beneath the eagle's claw
Obeys the one law, of tooth and claw

We stand like trees in winter
We hurt each other with words of splinters
All our dreams will fall and melt like the snow
Unknown, unfelt by the swine below

But they say that love will come one day
But I think we might see idiots are easily deceived

We are the dead men
Walk towards the church.
We are the dead men
Walk behind the hearse.
We are the dead men
laughing at the wake.
We are the dead men
Who will cut the cake?

A lonely moon opens its eyes
To the serenade of the wolf's cry
Sings: the night is ours, and our day looms
The bell it tolls and none too soon

And the world turn green

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