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All the pleasures in time
must be be balanced out
all that is taken for mine
must return to the land
All the seasons of life
beget the season of death
I'm reaching toward the stars
to touch the soil again
The greater the ecstasy
the worse the pain
the grabbing and holding
and suffering in vain
The more you have
the less you hold
old memories held
when love (life) grows cold
Within constraints and bonds
in a cage of fool's gold
without the strength to go on
without the will to grow old
The leaves will fall and regrow
and skins will shed
but there's no life without end
the secrets lie with the dead
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Through nostalgia's gate
through the copse, through the meadow
through all life's love and hate
through the light, through the window
Through the binds that cause us hurt
through the copse, through the meadow
through the apathy and the dirt
I strive against where the wind blows
Like a lost child now found
once again he is lost
and the child, once homebound
left out to shiver in the frost
I remember a place I've never been
it's more my home than any place I've known in this life
home, I'm coming back to you
I'm returning to the Source
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Endless cacophony
no sign of sympathy
I wish for a silence
that is not won easily
I wish now to sit
and cut it all off
to destroy the fetters
that weigh on the mind
There is a sadness
that weighs on me
as I remember what was
and what might be
It follows me 'round
and presses down
tension confronts
and pushes me onward
The grief teaches lessons
that no other can
but silence is courage
this too shall pass
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Mutinous Destiny
03:57
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The abuse of the heart
in our petulant age
wounded souls give way
to their lustful rage
and innocence decays
as the predator has his way
How can one exist
in this fevered mist?
this bombastic abyss
ignorance without bliss
This destiny is a mutiny
the crew are but ghosts
the ship has set sail
the cosmic sea is our host
How can one exist
in this fevered mist?
this bombastic abyss
ignorance without bliss
The trivial travesty
of a blood-stained majesty
a falsehood affirmed
and divinity scorned
Freedom without a choice
itch without a scratch
house without a home
door without a latch
something passes by
ally or enemy?
when nothing is questioned
nothing is truly free
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We walk among a sea of wreathing bodies
side by side we walk, hidden in plain sight
divine magic flows through us as we conjure
incantations through our meditations
consecrating this, our Mother Earth
by the One, through the few, through the many
purifying our hearts to see clearly
by the Name, wash the dirt from our souls
Smash the eggs of impurity's roost
nothing to gain of impurity's root
Sever the head wherever up it springs
knowledge and wisdom will sever the strings
Cast down the fear into the mire
to victory and a new empire
Hail the sun; our destiny
we follow you toward clarity
Restore our people to dignity
we light the fire for the heraldry
King on the throne; a light in the sky
light the way as we raise up high
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Nothing in our way
no courier, middleman
no impurities interfere
just our pure souls
No need to translate
no need for words or speech
there's nothing in our way
just our pure souls
Nothing stands in between
pure contact by pure means
all is quiet in our house
our communication needs no words
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Purity's Witness
03:49
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When I witness beauty so rich
so delicate
within myself I weep
that to it, something might bring harm
I wish myself to be strong
that I might protect it
prolong it
Wreak vengeance upon its enemies
the enemies
of all pure things
don't let me fall into weakness
oh gods, grant me the strength
and vitality for this unity
protect the harmony
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Divine Authority
04:17
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Faces grim and hearts stout
dispelling fear and all doubt
hear them roar and hear them shout
thunder, lightning, all about
warriors of the coming race
the king reclaims his rightful place
authority is granted to
the noble ones whose aim is true
And when the riders all come home
divine victory is set in stone
Odin sheds His blood, Freya sheds a tear
as all becomes clear, victory is near
By the gods, up to Godhead
the path is narrow, filled with dead
of those who wandered from the Way
of ones whose course they could not stay
something beckons in the night
the warrior takes up the fight
for his king, whose authority
is granted by divinity
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Dharma Quest
03:37
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