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From Moor, Fen and Fastness

by Grendel

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Midnight I crawl through the dust of my tomb Darkness The womb of my mother In fear I retreat from the pain Look to the forest An unholy light Drawing my soul from its grave From the horizon the blood tinted night With powers of unlife I claim that this night shall be mine
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Witness - the spawn of torment In hate we come to burn To march beneath the eye of might And baptise the earth in flames Blackened bones and burning homes Spite enthroned with pride To kill and kill and kill again Witness - the spawn of torment In hate we come to burn To march beneath the eye of might And baptise the earth in flames Hell of Steel, the grinding wheels Art in pain and war A legend wrought in iron on bone To burn away all life Endless carnage, forth we march Not fear the light of day Banners drenched in blood against the sky Blood is black that fills these veins And cold the heart that beats
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Caught between fearful forest and stinking bog, Men of empire, gleaming their swords, Their lives were ended Where do they lie? Grim faced Varus, Ermanric? Bloody heathens in forest realms, Unafraid of the spear hedge Flickering torchlight led them: three legions to their doom. [Germanicus found them] A bone yard in the forest. Mouths sewn closed Crept through the shadow haunted, Realm of barbarian, Thunor smote the heavens above Stealthy heathen warriors, flitting through the dark Like great wolf and fierce boar They knew fear then - in the forest, In the shapeless dark they died Iron bound sons of the Emperor ["Quinctili Vare, legiones rede"] From the South they came - never to return. Empty their homesteads, Husbandless their land Where do they lie? Proud Varus and his kin who fell, Beneath the bright swords of fierce heathen men, Defending their land [I remember them] I am the returning Spirit of your ancestors, I am the Hunter whose call echoes through the hills, I am the Ghost of the whispering forest, I am the Raven on the wing, I am the Wolf, shadowy coated predator I cannot forget, I cannot die
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The Ruin 06:42

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released October 17, 2001

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