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BLOOD IS KING

PART I - OLDEN HAIR

Come forth children...come forth

The hair so old
Longing for dead

The grain so bitter
The grain so thin

PART II - INKANTATION: OH BLOOD KING!

Come forth children
Come close to the fire
Come demons
Come close to the fire
Come king
Come close to the fire

Key is blood
Blood upon fires
Blood is key
Key upon fires
Blood is king
King upon fires

PART III - AS THE FIELDS CALL FROM THE GRAVE

Once I have seen the non-burning ash
And hammers that blow apart
Wine to water
Oh blood and soil

The even chimes
Like a deadly dagger
Oh wilderness of houses
Red clouds of lamentation

Blood is king
And the king is upon fire
King is blood
Blood upon fire

Calm dream and blooming stone

As the fields call from the graves
I deaden my thoughts
And eat the silence
With the lunar mouths of nothingness

Oh Dark whistles of autumn
Proud grief and reeking blood
Upon the altars of honour
For my children unborn

Oh ghosts of our native lands
Heros unseen...just bloodstained heads
Oh dear!

RETURN HOME
AGAINST THE MODERN WORLD

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