2014-02-17

I felt like this was a convenient way to get some criticism outside of my circle of friends, so if you have anything to say, let it rip!

My friend and I were joking about song lyrics a while back, and were subsequently questioning starting to get into music as a hobby/occupation in general. This was kind of the test run for my own ability.

We were talking about starting something that was kind of between black metal and pagan folk music. Being uneducated on the subject of paganism and knowledge surrounding it, the references are purely for atmosphere and probably not accurate at all.

The poems are sequential and follow each-other up, so they kind-of tell a story. There's no intended message, just a bunch of dismal, sub-nihilism rambling.

Ankou Scraped the Stones

1. The Psalm of Spring

[Oak]

The soil of promise

Warm but Cold

Here we lay our trust

Worn and Old

Our seeds live or die

The sound of the forest

A fog bearing silence

Winter slain by forces-

Of the spatial islands

It's wrath turned back again

"Come forth spring

bring life back to me!

I am lone

my seeds need to grow.

When the whole of the land is freed

then our home lays its hand to we

summoning the will to caress

this plot 'til we meet our death.

Daring the valley

With rock-shaking wrath

When the hills do come falling

The rubble will be our path."

May season turn

(May reason learn)

We only look at the buds

(We only think of us)

[Sapling]

The soil of promise

Warm but Cold

Here laid with their trust

Torn, Cajoled

Forced to live to die

A prospect after the frost

the hills were swept clean for us.

Beings' value now worthless

The trees have forgot their purpose.

Our roots hold us down

Can't escape the ground

Path for the wooden

Destined to be felled

Climbing towards the sun

Chasing wayward home

Gasping for a breath

Fighting to the death

My brothers murdered

Transcended by dirt

"These saplings thrown into life

(Aging to wishes and pleas)

Nature gifting many blight

(Disease to your hopes and dreams)"

[Nature]

"Such ill-tempered seeds

Ungrateful to me

Begotten Spite

Foolish and Naive"

[Sapling]

"Am I vain?

Are you sane?

Lift the guise of the spring

Can't you see them rotting?

Beings once suffering

Circling the rim of Hell

Once entranced by the spell

Of the spore yielding breeze"

[Oak]

"What pallor gnosis:

To break indentures of which grant you life.

Vapid rebellion, denying your soul.

Such callous voices."

[Sapling]

"Damned with thee cruelty

so rash and haughty

whore that forgot me

Over the clouds, why are you hiding?

Rotting stump, can you not reach at all?

How does one mock mortality

Never know to fear of their own fate?

Limbless coward, rooted in stars!

(Only looking at the buds

never thinking of us!)

When death falls the forest he'll tower us high

To combat the delinquent, bastard child of the sky!"

[Nature]

"Proffered to you was the gift of the air, earth and water

beholden are those blooming wisdom, distortion of value is where you falter

faithless little drones choose to live without aim

remember until you forget, soon you will be born again

only the stones are the ones who never change."

[Sapling]

"Years of torture testing patience

Judge our flaws, we are your creations

I've seen how the sky can punish the ground

When clouds fail to make their way."

(The soil of promise

Warm but Cold

Here lie the burdened

Worn and Old

Our seeds have to die

Only looking at the buds

always thinking of us)

2. Roots Beyond the Ground

[Stump]

Many years I dream death have me topple

There was no celestial being at all

Just a worn rigid figure standing tall

An ent walked the forest wielding a stone so gorgeous

It's handle carved from bark wrapped bones

I dare think of them modest, freeing us was their purpose

A rootless one itself

Saw us living in hell

[Earth]

Creatures of flesh

Limber and free

Footprints they etch

The rain wipes clean

Fields enraptured in life

Rolled in beauty of the light

Void skies leave the dark bright

Beasts thriving in the night

If you can outrun the wind

How can you not bear to live

If you can hide from the rain

How can you feel so much pain

Upon your leave of my arms

You are never free of harm

No path will run you from fate

[Villageman]

Once lost roaming the land, hopeless and damned

Pathless journey spawned by my yearning to be free

Came to meet the faces of a tribe so ageless

I could have sworn their ways newborn and wee

Villagers born by a withering forest of motionless stalks so compliant

Earning my keep I fell the trees

Walls and halls of lumber hacked and sawed left my hands cracked and raw

I commissioned a wall-less chapel

Where with my gestures I prayed

To the gods bound by Earth

You'll never find one to blame

For where go their paths

Or where carve their names

3. Slaying the Boar(The Recreancy)

Prologue: Council

[Juror Arnulf]

I've seen many men

Who stay long as the wind

What time will he stay

Look how sore, him, of our ways

A burden to our land

He fervent to the hand

Lord grace him in opulent waves

Does he try against the gift growing grain?

[Juror Haimo]

I've seen many men

Who stay as long last the land

(they)Defile the work of our hands

[Chief Odo]

Years I dream a snake trick our god

Coiled fiend, looks a saint still a fraud

Tired, we, of blasphemy

I deem he a curse to us all

[Jury]

Then away!

[Chief Odo]

Then away.

Part one: Uprooted

[Wanderer]

"Vosegus, let me free of these forests

I am lost, seeking sight of the others

Forgive my past of trampling your temple

The village called for builds monumental"

Follow the sway of the sky

Colors change by day and night

When they come in search of me

I hope the fall hasn't died

How far had we gone?

This walk feels so long.

Am I truly strong?

Lost on the way home.

for how many nights should I travel

for how many days should I rest

I have lost count how many times

The horizon has met Sun's caress

The leaves are falling

My knees are aching

My body is withered

No gods are watching

We are each-other's heathen

Them and I

Judging and scoffing

At the beings wrapping minds

I remember my faith outnumbered

Is it true? Have they left me to die?

The frigid night

Has tired my eyes

Captured the sight:

A walled home bright

Part two: Return

The gates opened

The warmth of the homeland

Lift my head to see

A twisted face glaring down on me

[Odo]

"An asset if you let free your faith

Instead plagued the land with your ways-

Of worshiping the ground and the people

hardly gracing the door 'neath the steeple

I sent you away to return with belief

Now, today, report: What do you see?"

[Wanderer]

"I see the values of people so cherished

crushed and ground by priests and clerics

So little you think of yourselves

Oh, I see all your worth that you repel

How I plea, just as you, our gods grant room to revel

In all of nature beautiful, thoughtful and free

Apollo, Rosmerta, Yawei

All of them are the same."

[Odo]

"Return from where you came and be damned as the Gauls."

[Wanderer]

"Gone is my home, stolen by Rome

Earth never spoke my name

If your god is silent

He is dead or lame

You take the work of your hands

And say he had shown you the way

I only know my people, they are my gods

Only you have gave me a path to follow

Only you have spoke my name

Soon I will forget it, too

When I become the earth, wind and rain."

4. Autumnal

Walking onward, headstrong

Beneath the dead sky

Rushing through the wood throng

Battling Midnight

Winter came early

Bitter long journey

No fuel for a fire

Rain has doused the lumber

I break the line of pine

New winds leave me colder

The only warmth lay 'neath my skin

The cinders of anger within

Autumnal is the life of man

changing like the season

Replacing all of my feelings

With soul-burning rage

The ground shakes before me

My fury is showing

As I pull the mountain down

With guttural roaring

I fall like crackling leaves

In a long mesmeric dance

and I will never return

To the branches that held me

Cut,

Down!

Laid,

Out!

I'll tame the land that tried to stop me!

Always,

Godless!

Humans,

Thoughtless!

I'll reach the firmament someday!

Soil,

Ensnaring!

Rain,

Destroying!

I'll have the entrails of the sun strewn 'cross the heavens!

I fall like crackling leaves

In a long mesmeric dance

Never will I return

To see the branches burn

Storming out of Hell

Once fooled by the spell

Of the hateful beings

Who ran my spring dry

Then had me expelled

Pull myself from the embers

The fall is over

5. Graveyard in Moonlight

Part One: There;From

Came-

to work the land

In their name

Commissioned the Chapel

where I Prayed

Gods bound to Earth,

none can be blamed-

where went their paths

where carved their names

as all the strength

of my faith

did fade-

Away

Spat every Bone

that held my soul,

Devoured.

Lobbed off the Bulb

stalk left alone,

Abandoned.

Trails won't appear

fleeing here,

Forgotten.

Part Two: Here;To

Fists blown cold

by mountain old

far from home

The black sky

guiding my way

far from life

Freezing, Falling Ashes

Plummeting from the Fire

Above the dark smoke that it passes

Wailing, Muffled Thunder

Circling

'round the darkness

Tracking

down the silence

Praying

for the heathens-

My Gods

Part Three: Stay

Bashful, Naked Trees

Shining, Virgin Snow

Hateful, Tired I-

Find myself in the ruins

of a land once live as mine

lores of the gods surround me

these hills,they siphon my mind

Where once came an End to the Madness

A land of peace, I now trespassing

Nature rules punishment for this Crime

Eclipse of my hatred and love

Now coalescing with the ground

I am an Interloper

Among the stones that mark the sane.

Death granting freedom,

exchanged for my pain

The wrath of the sky brings to trial

All that dared slip past the clouds

With the weight of their legs an anchor

They stayed 'til it all wore them down

When the demon arrives

She'll burn out my eyes

then wipe clean my thoughts

and steal back my sight

With clouds parting gently,

exposed so cruelly-

to the sky that refused me.

The glaring night-sun stares defiant

Swearing to Earth "His chore cannot end!"

When forth from the east burning anger

Comes evil forcing breath from afar

Sadistic mother, slaves she nurses

Demands obeisance in return

Even through so many minds

Even in the darkest night

I'll throw my power high

I'll die as many times

To bring damnation forth

To watch the heavens burn

Existence belongs to all and none

So it be claimed if all am I

When those distant skies become one

I'll kill every sun

Hope you guys enjoyed it.

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