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I the autumn king
rise with the fall of leaf
draped in auburn reverie
this season is mine to cease
I loom the leaves
into a great wide weave
to blanket this forest floor
'fore the great white sleep
(Damian Winter)
With every gust that blows
I'll sting like the chill of night
hide somewhere safe
hide somewhere warm tonight
Here in this time of dying
But rung out
a song full of life
ricocheting from tree to tree
until it found its way to me
I'd only ever heard
the echoes of her song
and rumors of gossip
from the mouths of the trees
O she who raises life
from the earth
O spring, my queen
Could life and death truly meet
somewhere in between?
Abdication I call on thee
come and lay your claim on me
(Damian Winter)
Autumn, return!
your throne must be adorned
I know you yearn
to see that world
free of death
but cycles
of solstice
must endure
Return!
Return!
Return!
When winter comes sweeping
the leaves away
I'll sneak my way through
to the other side of spring
like a leaf to a gust of wind
I, the abrogate
now trudge my way
through the sleet
I'll see you soon
I swear it true
Spring, my queen
Let the thought of spring
only guide you
through this winter
I defy
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I've seen you here before
and as I recall, the dreams we had walked
but can you recall them too?
Each time she wore a different face
a different form
but I knew her all the same
just out of reach
I tremble before her
as she holds herself as a statue
But then she smiles
and this world of death flourishes
She'll always be there dancing through the gale
singing songs of life and fertility
Yet she will always be only in the dream
plagued with death and uncertainty
She guides these weary hands deeper into this dream
and she dances off singing wait here for me
I remember I had stared into those
two deep weeping emerald pools
And the moment I had said
this is a dream and you would never be real
And in the moments you sang
it was beautiful
But you will always be waiting
there in the still
as I have waited here in the wake
I tremble before her
as she holds herself as a statue
Looming a lifeless gaze
But then she smiles
and this world of death flourishes
She'll always be there dancing through the gale
singing songs of life and fertility
Yet she will always be only in the dream
plagued with death and uncertainty
She guides these weary hands deeper into this dream
and she dances off singing wait here for me
But I have waited and wilted
a thousand times
Yet I grow older and over
(Mordleif on Violin)
And maybe this was to save me or you
But now I bind you further
with every wrap of this yarn
so stay here in the wake with me
so stay here in the wake and sing for me
Let your songs go echoing on
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Rosenrot
04:26
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Sah ein Mädchen ein Röslein stehen
Blühte dort in lichten Höhen
So sprach sie ihren Liebsten an
Ob er es ihr steigen kann
[A girl saw a little rose
blooming there in highest heights
She asked her lover
if he'd climb up there for her]
Sie will es und so ist es fein
So war es und so wird es immer sein
Sie will es und so ist es Brauch
Was sie will, bekommt sie auch
[She had a want and that is fine
So it was and will always be
She had desire and that's her wish
What she wants will become hers]
Tiefe Brunnen muss man graben
Wenn man klares Wasser will
Rosenrot, oh Rosenrot
Tiefe Wasser sind nicht still
[Deep wells must be dug
if you want waters clear
Rose-red, oh Rose-red
Deep waters don't stand still]
Der Jüngling steigt den Berg mit Qual
Die Aussicht ist ihm sehr egal
Hat das Röslein nur im Sinn
Bringt es seiner Liebsten hin
[The boy climbs the mountain in agony
He doesn't care whats up there to see
the little rose weighs his mind
he'll bring it to his beloved one]
Sie will es und so ist es fein
So war es und so wird es immer sein
Sie will es und so ist es Brauch
Was sie will, bekommt sie auch
[She had a want and that is fine
So it was and will always be
She had desire and that's her wish
What she wants will become hers]
Tiefe Brunnen muss man graben
Wenn man klares Wasser will
Rosenrot, oh Rosenrot
Tiefe Wasser sind nicht still
[Deep wells must be dug
if you want waters clear
Rose-red, oh Rose-red
Deep waters don't stand still]
An seinen Stiefeln bricht ein Stein
Will nicht mehr am Felsen sein
Und ein Schrei tut jedem kund
Beide fallen in den Grund
[At his boots, a stone has fell
along with his will to be up there
And a cry will let them know
Both have fallen to the ground]
Sie will es und so ist es fein
So war es und so wird es immer sein
Sie will es und so ist es Brauch
Was sie will, bekommt sie auch
[She had a want and that is fine
So it was and will always be
She had desire and that's her wish
What she wants will become hers]
Tiefe Brunnen muss man graben,
Wenn man klares Wasser will
Rosenrot, oh Rosenrot
Tiefe Wasser sind nicht still
[Deep wells must be dug
if you want waters clear
Rose-red, oh Rose-red
Deep waters don't stand still]
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5. |
Everbloom
06:57
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Once we strode
through old forest, overgrown
it was there I learned
a wisdom hidden
in that wood
On oaken grain
you showed where
I could carve my name
next to yours
there in the bark
of a kindred tree
And when we left
I felt that age taking hold
even as you fell
still you found the strength to stand again
Spring!
My queen!
I beg you bring them back again
for I would wait a thousand years
just to see your meadows
flow with the wind
And I'll claw the leaves from these trees
to coerce the winter Into spring
I'll see it through
that this forest sings
and your meadows swing
in full bloom
Spring!
My queen!
I feel your heart begin to beat
for I would wait a thousand years
just to hear you sing again
Penance!
Penance!
I'll pay to you my penance true
for I will shed my weight in tears
to let those graveside flowers bloom
Now that you're gone
I'll sing your song
atop aching lungs
I'll declare it loud as it can be
to share your grace and salubrity
O be this the death
of the bitterness
that has lived within me
And I have found the meaning in death again
as I watched a life
full of virtue and nurturing,
unfold into a fairy tale
Your story only deserves
a beautiful end
Spring!
My queen!
I feel your heart begin to beat
for I would wait a thousand years
just to hear you sing again
Penance!
(Spring!)
Penance!
(My queen!)
I'll pay to you my penance true
(I feel your heart begin to beat)
For I would shed my weight in tears
(For I would wait a thousand years)
To let those graveside flowers bloom
(Just to hear you sing again)
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6. |
Fruitlessly Overflowing
05:46
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Moulderyawn
Moulderyawn is a conceptual Dungeon Synth / Black Metal project that follows the story of Aldersop: The Dreamwalker. Each
chapter takes the listener through the tranquil and sometimes terrifying worlds he finds himself inside. Lyrics and themes refer to Nature, Nostalgia, Life, Death, Dreams & Paganism.
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