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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 h-rn
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 h-rn that sounds its sigh
in the moons face beneath the ocre eye
like a crescent sword in hour of fight

and baring unto h-ll each n-ble 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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