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Opera IX - The Oak Lyrics

  • In the whirls of time,
  • turning their eyes
  • toward the shadowy monumental
  • symbols of the past,
  • following the lines up to the places,
  • where power and mystery reign
  • some people raised many stones to the sun
  • in their imposing silence.
  • A warm wind is blowing in my face
  • melting the ice of death.
  • Burnt alive victims around the cromlech
  • in honour of my immortality.
  • Crucified on The Oak.
  • My blood is trickling down it
  • no light in this church made of trees
  • some men in white are chanting their song
  • to the altar of Cernunnos.
  • Crucified on The Oak.
  • Oh you, God of Moon,
  • sanctify this magis ritual.
  • In my heart theres the power of glory,
  • in my eyes the shine of the sword.
  • Oh you, God of Death, rescue me from this fear,
  • I will be your messenger,
  • rescue me from this light.
  • Oh Mother Darkness, receive the son of cruelty and wisdom.
  • Crucified on The Oak, in honour of Esus.
  • The earth is imbued with the blood of my Gods enemies
  • and from flames a battle-cry is madly risen.
  • Far away the death-song is going on with the crossing of the swords.
  • The fog is hiding our temples made of stones
  • and the Gods are silently waiting for the event.
  • The bloody encounter between our Pagan Devotion and the only god.
  • Ruins around The Oak.
  • Corpses in oblivion.
  • Sealed up by the light of reason.
  • Oh, cursed mortals, which is the right way?

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