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Rise, banners of war, don your helms
Shining steel, calloused hands
Conflict born, a traitors plans
Allies of hate, from sea and land
March, masking our strength, forth to arms
Hill and vale, final stand
Sons, of Hen Ogledd, make mythic ends
You ghosts of Dumnail Raise
Charge, through broken ranks
No forlorn hope, dark arrows fly
Drawn, from fell and field
Pledged to defend, 'til kings lie under cairns
Slopes, of Rannerdale, our battleground
A scarlet dawn
Clashes of shields, join hatred and pride
Buried waist deep by the slain
Brutes from the North, proud line of Strathclyde
Slaughtering those who invade
Violence and strife, a gathering storm
Valiantly stemming the tide
Knights clad in mail, who ravaged this realm
Binding weak lords to their will
Bind me, oh glorious night
Let swing your swords
Hear fury's call, burning free
Mighty, hammers fall
By Boethor drawn
To your grave, ’neath deathly Pikes
Blood, and thunder heed my call
Let honour, cleanse our souls
For gallant men now gone
Entombed, forever more
Born to die, like none before
Savage hearts, with spears held tall
Build this mound, with valiant dead
Under shade of Helvellyn
Sunset of a darkened age,
Embers from our funeral blaze
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Drawn to this valley, that haunts my dreams
The paths guide us to sky
Shattered ridges, where few have trod
Yet ancient beasts still roaming wild
Abode of giants, the gods of old
Foul mist clings the mountainside
Under their bastions, lie lakes of ice
Whose fathoms I dare not descry
Ascend the black ladders, of Ysgolion Duon
Carved by forces of time
Standing upon this fortress of stone
Ancient landscape so wide
Heart of a kingdom devoured by Rome
Yet these peaks held the line
Source of dark rivers, spewn forth from their stones
Deep gullies of unlight
To, the windblown plateaus of frost
Black chasms lure me on
Carry my soul up high
Might of The Carneddau
Weary, yet still marching on
Harried, by Lithrig Yr Wrach
Towers of iron and slate
Forging, my weapons of hate
Sullen, yet proudly I stand
Bound to, spirit nor man
Shadowed amphitheaters so cold
Echo battle cries to the night
Falcons scour the cliffs for their prize
Carrion littered bogs halt our stride
Drowning rains wash all aside
Permeating crypts of old tribes
Storm clouds greet me, Gwydion hails thee
Summon forth your wights
That lay through barren years untold
'til savage snows are nigh
Dusk's fearful wrath, on our heels, to the tracks
Beyond hope, beyond maps, for the shelter in our grasp
To, the windblown plateaus of frost
Black chasms lure me on
Carry my soul up high
Might of The Carneddau
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Castle Of The Winds Liverpool, UK
Label contact welcomed. Debut album "Until Segontium Burns" complete and awaiting physical release in
2022.
Second Wave Black Metal Worship based in Liverpool, United Kingdom
Hymns to The Old North and monuments of nature.
castleofthewindsbm@gmail.com
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