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Friday, April 15, 2005


An Involution of Thorns
Eko, Eko, Azarak,
Eko, Eko, Zamilak,

Eko, Eko, Cernunnos
Eko, Eko, Aradia.

Darksome night and ardent moon,
The chalice is passed, then ye fall North;
Hearken to the enchantress' rune--
Listen to the words to cry ye forth.
Earth and water, ether and fire,
Wand and pentacle and sword,
Toil ye unto our desire,
Hearken ye unto our word.
Unfettered and censet, scourge and knife,
Powers of the enchantress' blade--
Waken all ye into life,
Come ye as the charm is made.

Apzu

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Thursday, April 14, 2005


Stranger in a Strange Land
Was many years ago that I left home and came this way
I was a young man, full of hope and dreams
But now it seems to me that all is lost and
nothing gained
Sometimes things ain't what they seem
No brave new world, no brave new world
No brave new world, no brave new world

Night and day I scan horizon, sea and sky
My spirit wanders endlessly
Until the day will dawn and friends from home
discover why
Hear me calling, rescue me
Set me free, set me free
Lost in this place, and leave no trace

[Chorus:]
Stranger in a strange land
Land of ice and snow
Trapped inside this prison
Lost and far from home

One hundred years have gone and men again
they came that way
To find the answer to the mystery
They found his body lying where it fell that day
Preserved in time for all to see
No brave new world, no brave new world
Lost in this place, to leave no trace

What became of the man that started
All are gone and their souls departed
Left me here in this place
So all alone

[Chorus:]

What became of the man that started
All are gone and their souls departed
Left me here in this place
So all alone

[Chorus:]

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Wednesday, April 13, 2005


Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son
Here they stand brothers them all
All the sons divided they'd fall
Here await the birth of the son
The seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one.

Here the birth from the unbroken line
Born the healer the seventh, his time
Unknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds
Slowly unveiling the power he holds

[Chorus:]
Seventh son of a seventh son [4 times]

Then they watch the progress he makes
The Good and the Evil which path will he take
Both of them trying to manipulate
The use of his powers before it's too late

[Chorus:]

Today is born the seventh one
Born of woman the seventh son
And he in turn of a seventh son
He has the power to heal
He has the gift of the second sight
He is the chosen one
So it shall be written
So it shall be done

Up the Irons!

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Tuesday, April 12, 2005


Mini-Crane! / Moonchild
Oh my good gravy. Younggrasshopper made the coolest thing. A paper crane that, I shit you not, is like a millimeter big.
Now that's awesome.

Seven deadly sins
Seven ways to win
Seven holy paths to hell
And your trip begins

Seven downward slopes
Seven bloodied hopes
Seven are your burning fires,
Seven your desires...

I am he the bornless one
The fallen angel watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore
I'll infiltrate your gratitude
Don't you dare to save your son
Kill him now and save the young ones
Be the mother of a birth strangled babe
Be the devils own, Lucifer's my name

Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream
Open the seventh seal
Moonchild - You'll be mine soon child
Moonchild - take my hand tonight

I count the heads of those unborn
The accursed ones I'll find them all
If you die by your own hand
As a suicide you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you - you shall not grow old
With every second and passing breath
You'll be so alone your soul will bleed to death

The twins they are exhausted, seven is the night
Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite
Seven angels seven demons battle for his soul
When gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die

One more dies one more lives
One baby cries One mother grieves
For all the sins you will commit
You'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give
A web of fear shall be your coat
To clothe you in the night
A lucky escape for now young man
But I see you damned in endless night.

Up the Irons!

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Monday, April 11, 2005


Descent to Acheron (Evolving Into The Progression Of Woe
Pour water on thyself
Thus shalt thou be
A creator of the sun
Charon will inhibit his entrance
The fields and dwellings of relapsing ruins
Find thou thyself in every star
Achieve thou every possibility
Listen! Heed not the siren-voice of thought
The fable of river #5
Deliverme athwart the earth
Forsaken loam of wondrous slumbers
Thee spiritual and thee fertile
A spawn of full equilibrium
But whose availeth is in this,
For hereby there comenth impair

Facillis descensus Acherni
Noctes atque dies patet
Atri ianua Charnus
Sed revocare gradun sperasque
Evadere ad aurus,
Hoc opus, hic labor est.

[repeat 1st verse]

There was not a formal sepulcher
Not one sector for the interment
Throth with thee empire of hope
All effects are welcome to Styx

Absu

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Sunday, April 10, 2005


Back Early
I got back a little sooner than I thought...but, I don't think I'll be on the computer very much for the rest of the night. Talk to you later.
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I'm gone / Feis Mor Tir Na N'og
Once again, I'm not here but this time I won't be getting back today.

Across the northern seas, we travel
The cold freezing winds will arouse us
Spells from a woman have sent us to the seas of Avagon
Transformed by our mother, we are
I am CuChulainn, the warrior of Ulster
We'll search the lands to discover the Tir Na N'og
The sea god guides our ship to Ireland
The storms push us to the palace of Visnech
Our swords with fire are rising
Our axes with fire have risen

The call from the silver horn to Visnech splits the air
Warriors answered the horn behind the western lands
Hoofs and steel hammered past the cries beyond the thorned hills
Acknowledging the commands from the king
Our play lies north to the path of Nite
And brings us upon the fortress walls where battles raged

Raise the magick hammer of Mjollnir
Your underworld of Annwvyn draws us through
Emer, thy lucious woman, I shall sleep with you
I kiss the naked skin of white

I lust your black hair, my woman divine
I see a holocaust in your eyes
(You are my princess of life)
(You are my princess of life)

Feis Mor Tir Na N'Og

In the land of Visnech, the darkness never sinks away
All will fall upon the southern steel, yet behind the burning fires
Now, we bathe at the bleeding coast, while women laugh with the Gailant knights

How sad is it to see my father's fallen halls?
Can I feel the pure blast from the frigid winds?
I awake the gods Epona, Cernunnos, and Lugh
Yes, I'm CuChulainn, warrior of Ulster
[repeat verse]

In order to worship with fire and sword
The storms shall force us to the palace of Visnech
Cold, cold, how cold are the plains of Lugh?
You should ask thy Emer to reply
We've finally found the last paradise
It remains in the light of Tir Na N'Og
With the hand of Ler, Irish Sea god
We shall complete our long excursion

Absu

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Saturday, April 9, 2005


I'm Back
I got back a while ago actually, but I didn't get on the computer so...yeah.
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Going Away / Hell Was Made In Heaven
I'm going to clean my yard in town for a couple hours. I'll be back then.

There was a time eating your mind
Eating your heart and your soul
Down to the bone always alone
Nobody waiting at home

Now allow that we unite our fires
Shout it out
Give yourself to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hell was made in heaven
I was made for you
Hell was made in heaven
Made for loving you in sin

Ten years ago you made the vow
Promised your life and your love
Before you have paid, nothing returned
What is enough is enough

Now allow that we unite our fires
Shout it out
Give yourself to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hell was made in heaven
I was made for you
Hell was made in heaven
Made for loving you in sin

Now allow that we unite our fires
Shout it out
Give yourself to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hell was made in heaven
I was made for you
Hell was made in heaven
Made for loving you in sin, in sin
In sin, in sin

HELLOWEEN

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Friday, April 8, 2005


Holy Smoke
Believe in me - send no money
Died on the cross and that ain't funny
But my so called friends are making me a joke
They missed out what I said like I never spoke
They choose what they wanna hear - they don't tell a lie
They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die
Saving your souls by taking your money
Flies round shit, bees around honey.

[Chorus]
Holy Smoke, Holy Smoke, plenty bad preachers for
The Devil to stoke
Feed'em in feet first this is no joke
This is thirsty work making Holy Smoke

Jimmy Reptile and all his friends
Say they gonna be with you at the end
Burning record burning books
Holy soldiers Nazi looks
Crocodile smiles just wait a while
Till the TV Queen gets her make up clean
I've lived in filth I've lived in sin
And I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in

[Chorus]

They ain't religious but they ain't no fools
When Noah built his Cadillac it was cool
Two by two they're still going down
And the satellite circus just left town
I think they're strange and when they're dead
They can have a Lincoln for their bed
Friend of the President - trick of the tail
Now they ain't got a prayer - 100 years in jail

[Chorus]

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