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My Pagan Cathedral

by Cabra

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Fires blaze through the midnight sky Beasts flow to the peaks of salvation Leaves wither in the strength of the afterglow Oceans rage and boil to the heavens Cycle of perpetual symmetry To sustain the breadth of existence That which lives must always die Through death can only life endure She watches and provides Bound for the fruitful harvest I walk with her Forever The zenith creation I bow to you My fealty My fealty belongs to you I worship you The ground, the sky, the oceans My Pagan Cathedral
2.
Come with me to the land of forever Where drink is plenty And the battles are infinite Halfway down the trail to Hell In a shady meadow green Brothers and Sisters of the mounted horse The only ones to descend With Saber keen in hand In this eternal resting place The fires burn high Only death in battle Can you reach this place Though some go curving down the trail to seek a warmer scene, no trooper ever gets to Hell ere he's emptied his canteen and so rides back to drink again with friends at Fiddlers' Green. And so when man and horse go down beneath a saber keen, or in a roaring charge fierce melee you stop a bullet clean, and the hostiles come to get your scalp, empty your canteen and put your pistol to your head and go to Fiddlers' Green.
3.
She whispers My fate to the darkening skies I once Believed I’d never die We raid With fevered madness abound Undying Endured another battle I know that she calls to me Soon, I will be one with the earth This will be my final contest I see what doth lies beyond I see what doth lies beyond My eyes close Blood runs cold The ethereal plane of existence is what I call now home Warriors before me Fallen to the ground Now embrace me as I make my final voyage Gates unseal The horns hum Meade and beast fill the dead as battle rages on
4.
White Swan 04:46
Born from the emptiness Where fire and frost unite The ice melts into the chasm Clouds gather round the chariot Fly over the fertile ground Choosing among the fallen brave for the great hall I desire that Hrist and Mist would bring me my horn The white swan gathers me Upon the bosom of light Never within sight of man Without the masquerade Omen of the storm Bestow Meade to the warriors in the afterlife
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Vinland 07:51
Cross the oceans Sail the seas This journey begins to the land of vines We sail on and leave the old world behind For we are the vikngr Conqueror of worlds Victor of battles Believers in the gods of old We ride the storms to the new found lands We forge our path Destiny is our making Glory to the end In the fields of incantation As the new world offers To the mother we are still beholden Skraelings teach and the fields are plenty Lakes brim with life Tend the fields and hunt the lands The night sky streaks of light Age of the old ways renewed Mother Vinland
6.
Unearthly nocturnal horde Straddled upon the blackened steed Eyes as dark as night The hounds await On frozen ground they ride Their piercing hunters’ cry Sweeping through northern lands Unleash the Midwinters Hunt Fierce and howling storms reign over coldest, darkest night Stalking for the lost soul in the snow Havoc, chaos, frenzy as they plunder food and mead Master of Yule heads the cavalcade Screams of Midwinters Hunt Pull the dead from the underworld Apparitions haunt the lands Darkness
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Sif 05:45
Journey over the northern lands and calm the winter winds To aid the farmer’s hands with her golden hair To grow the fields and yield long heavy ears of corn And ease the path of winters wrath Amidst morning, day and night The jeweled comb runs through Washed in the purest streams And dried on sunning stone In high regard Of her sun kissed mane She closes her eyes and sleeps to pass the day Slumber Slumber by the magic from the god of mischief and fire Severed Thor’s greatest treasure Curls lay on the ground as tears begin to fall Her crowning beauty Flows no more Her bare skin cold and weightless beyond middays light Led in veil to the court of the immortals In search of the wicked one To make him right the wrong To the lady of the house of thunder Beneath the earth are the guardians With hammers and tongs to craft The cap of golden hair For the goddess of the harvest The wicked one returns Unveil Unveil thy self Her radiance returns She dances with renewed life Bliss in her eyes Commence the gathering

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released December 17, 2021

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