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The Doom of the Races of Éire

Worn am I, Drained of life Though this world of plenty be more than I deserve. So much blood and slaughter Still stain my hands - once crimson, now crusted, a sure sign of one damned. Now I know that I've been here many times before. The Harbringer of Doom....

The Gaelic Twilight

And ye do fade to a faint red hue staring down, veiled in darkness. How does it feel now to be the same as me ? Feeling loneliness and doubt in this world full of hell. Wondering if you'll e'er return to your former glorious self. I feel your despair for it e...

The Man All Hate to Love

Cold, cold rain flows down the inside of my skin Days turn black as night as my heart dies Blood runs red as life freezes away Isolation reigns in this land of decay For life fails to live, merely exist in misery As the heart of the man all hate to love slow...

The Sacking of the Vedrafjord

And the tyrants did reach the Vedrafjord Where the very earth did wail from the treachery Sang by the soil, soaked through at Dún Domhnaill Breaching the walls the vermin did enter Women and children and men they were butchered The streets ran with blood...

The Serpent And The Black Lake

A vast dark expanse Of cold silent wave Stretches between us. Bleak and miserable -It mocks Me. -It taunts Me. Reminding Me of My failure. Away you stand Far from Me. Alone, on a barren mount Fearful and majestic. Your head white As the snow which rests on th...

The Struggle Eternal

A fire of cease did burn for what seemed an age But did flash crimson before the eyes of those who watched An ever cooling and nullifying ‘fluence it was Rending the eternal struggle between the earth and sea void for a time. Fortune faired foul as a wind bitt...

The Summoning

Summoned here I have been From a land of War To this place of Peace Why am I here I know not Yet familiar be this place. My mind does drift away To a time not long ago Details just out of reach Some sense tells me I have been here before. Before when I cannot...

Through the Lungs of the Dead

Sucked down through the lungs of the dead am I The water, cold, dims my brain. My mind it dies, nothing left but my trail of tears Which mingle with Manannán's Minions They drag me nearer... ...And nearer. Down do I sink His Isle towers mighty I see no water...

Winds Of One Thousand Winters

Clouds darken and dampen My spirit As My brow bows low While My eyes see only earth, The engraining of furrows on My soul. Feels as though the winds of one thousand winters Have hacked away whatever life existed Within My now battered link To the world of Don...