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Prologue
00:55
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The Forest Church
05:10
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Do you see the spire
Choked with briar and thorn
Do you hear us chanting
Our hymnal to the horns
Do you feel a presence
Among the stone and moss
Are you in procession
All praise to Behemoth
Come with us down
Down to the forest church
Unhallowed ground
Down in the forest church
Once lost but found
Found in the forest church
We’re all hellbound
Down in the forest church
Do you see the woodsmoke
Swirling in the nave
Will you kneel beside us
By the crumbling graves
Have you looked to Angel
In hawthorn crown adorned
She speaks the tongue of Satan
It’s time to meet our Lord
Come with us down
Down to the forest church
Unhallowed ground
Down in the forest church
Once lost but found
Found in the forest church
We’re all hellbound
Down in the forest church
The forest church is a place we only know
The forest church is where we go
When the moon is a sharp sickle in the sky
Hanging yellow, pale and low
Come with us down
Down to the forest church
Unhallowed ground
Down in the forest church
Once lost but found
Found in the forest church
We’re all hellbound
Down in the forest church
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3. |
Mountain Throne
04:24
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From the caves we emerge
Into the hard driving rain
Through the dales, round the fells
The coven gather again
And there, veiled in the mist,
Pendle Hill stands tall
Above the barren fields
She shines phantasmagorical
Out of the caverns, onto the moor
Through cols and passes we process toward the pinnacle
From subterranea to summit stone
Now we pilgrims ascend, we climb toward the mountain throne
Mountain throne!
Under a pall of freezing fog
We light a way through the murk
Trudging on, torch in hand
To do the devil’s work
On the black ridge we convene
Come the witching hour
When at the wuthering peak
We’ll reconstruct the Malkin Tower
Out of the caverns, onto the moor
Through cols and passes we process toward the pinnacle
From subterranea to summit stone
Now we pilgrims ascend, we climb toward the mountain throne
So now bow down
As the sabbath fires burn
Demdike and Chattox
Have finally come home
From the Devil’s Pulpit
Their sermon holds all in thrall
At the Hexenaltar
We heed Karnayna’s call
Out of the caverns, onto the moor
Through cols and passes we process toward the pinnacle
From subterranea to summit stone
Now we pilgrims ascend, we climb toward the mountain throne
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4. |
Maxine (Witch Queen)
03:18
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Do you remember those midsummer nights at Alderley Edge?
Initiated to the craft
Skyclad and sword in hand you stood beneath a sea of stars
Forever my High Priestess
Maxine, nocturnally, I still see you in my dreams
Maxine, infernally, you have cast your curse on me
Do you remember those four golden years in Notting Hill Gate
The Book of Shadows open wide
You wore the moon crown upon the Grand Sabbat of Beltane
The chalice to my athame
Maxine, witch queen, priestess of the third degree
Maxine, witch queen, hierophant of Hecate
Maxine
I still remember you
You were drawing down the moon
Maxine, nocturnally, I still see you in my dreams
Maxine, eternally, will you ever set me free?
Maxine, witch queen, priestess of the third degree
Maxine, witch queen, hierophant of Hecate
Maxine
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5. |
One for Sorrow
06:34
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The bird of omen
Is on the wing
I see it circling
I hear it sing
It watches over me
There in the trees
Upon the twisting boughs
An augury
I have always been one for sorrow
I hear the beating of the wings, to my horror
I have always been one for sorrow
I know that wherever I go it will follow
A lustred feather
Falls to the ground
A fleeting shadow
That rattling sound
Beyond the windowpane
In twilight gloom
A tap upon the glass
Foretells my doom
I have always been one for sorrow
I hear the beating of the wings, to my horror
I have always been one for sorrow
I know that wherever I go it will follow
It follows!
One for sorrow
Two for mirth
Three for a funeral
And four for birth
Five for heaven
Six for hell
Seven for the devil
The devil himself
I will always be one for sorrow
I hear the beating of the wings, to my horror
I will always be one for sorrow
I know that wherever I go it will follow
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6. |
Song of the Stones
04:45
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High upon the hillside
In search of the arcane
I took a sip of Soma
To ward away the pain
Widdershins I wandered
Round the barrow mound
I heard a rhythm beating
Somewhere underground
All around me they stood
Tall and moss-grown
It was then that I knew
I was not alone
What ancient power was calling me home?
I stood inside the circle, and heard the song of the stones
As the moon was rising
An doorway opened wide
Drawn toward the darkness
I found myself inside
There within the shadows
I saw them worshipping
They bowed before their master
In the Court of the Barrow King
All around me they stood
As the moor-fires burned
Then it was that I knew
I would not return
What ancient power was calling me home?
I stood inside the circle, and heard the song of the stones
Can you hear the stones
Calling you back home?
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7. |
The Ancient Ways
05:33
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I walk alone down the old straight track, through the wildwood
The olden oaks seem to watch me as I pass
Creeping deep down the holloways, willow-witching
The pendulum unveils the hidden path
I walk the ancient ways
Where no mortal soul has roamed
I dowse along the sacred leys, all alone
On the trail of the Great Unknown
Psilocybin my only guide, revelator
I can see the patterns in the leaves
The ash vortex, the spiral track, time is slowing
I have found the road to Lavondyss
I walk the ancient ways
In the realm of the mythago
I dowse along the sacred leys, all alone
On the trail of the Great Unknown
The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness
I walk the ancient ways
From oak and ash to ice and stone
I dowse along the sacred leys, all alone
On the trail of the Great Unknown
I walk the ancient ways
I’m on the trail
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8. |
Hunters in the Sky
04:47
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You who would lay claim to Dartmoor
You’ll never tame this heathen land
Above Wistman’s Wood
The thunder of hooves
Heralds the host of the damned
When you hear the horn blow above Crockern Tor
You’ll know that you’ll never escape from the moor
Above the reaves we ride
Led by the horned one
A phantom cavalcade
We are the Wild Hunt
Galloping high over the mire
The hunters in the sky
Woden is harking us onward
Blooding the hounds of the Yeth
At Black-a-Tor Copse
Hard on their course
They take sight of your misting breath
When you hear a howling come across the sky
You’ll know that this will be the day that you die
Above the reaves we ride
Led by the horned one
A phantom cavalcade
We are the Wild Hunt
Galloping high over the mire
The hunters in the sky
Hitting our stride, see the whites of our eyes
The hunters in the sky
We’re closing in
Our hounds at bay
We are the Hunt
You are the prey
Hear these words, you who lie bloodied and torn
No man can own what is common to all
Above the reaves we ride
Led by the horned one
A phantom cavalcade
We are the Wild Hunt
Galloping high over the mire
The hunters in the sky
The last thing you see as the light leaves your eyes
The hunters in the sky
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9. |
Oceans of Time
06:53
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Those Carpathian days I would dream of you
Long before you were born
I’d hear a choir of wolves singing out to you
At the height and the heart of the storm
I have hunted from Whitby to Whitechapel
For a glimpse of your absinthe eyes
No apotropaic will ward me off
For you have always been my bride
Down all of the centuries
I have waited to hear your name (Mina)
Down all of the centuries
I have longed for the light of your flame
I've crossed oceans of time to find you
Oceans of time
I've crossed oceans of time to find you
Oceans of time
And now I will make you mine
Drinking you up like wine
You’ve seen your last sunrise, so come drifting in oceans of time
Four hundred years since I saw you last
My hunger only grows
Let me give you the gift of life eternal
Elisabeta, come home
I've crossed oceans of time to find you
Oceans of time
I've crossed oceans of time to find you
Oceans of time
And now I will make you mine
Countess and concubine
You’ve seen your last sunrise, so come drifting in oceans of time
I know you feel it Mina
I feel it too
You’re part of me now, Mina
I’m part of you
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GREEN LUNG London, UK
𝔉𝔬𝔩𝔨𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔢, ℜ𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔏𝔢𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫
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