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Salacious Gods - At The Sound Of The Midwinterhorn Lyrics

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  • The ravens fly high this solstice morn
  • The woods are bare The snow is deep
  • We wait for herne to sound his horn
  • and wake the demons up from sleep
  • To celebrate this dreadful sigh
  • Never reborn the day of light
  • And the oaks breathe mysterious mur-
  • mursof the horn that sounds its sigh
  • In the moons face beneath the ocre eye
  • like a crescent sword in hour of fight
  • And baring unto hell each noble head
  • stood in the circle where
  • none else might tread
  • The thick air consumed the night
  • Ravens pride on battlesounds they fed
  • In a thousand shimmering nighttime dreams
  • druids of old impale me
  • I gaze into a fog pregnant with
  • seeds of decay and die amongst flesh and bark
  • As I fell eternally
  • Never touching the freesing soil
  • Like an autumn leaf caught in a cobweb dew
  • Lost am I until
  • my newfound wings I spread
  • Death is at hand and perish will all but a few

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